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I won’t be free

Guess I’ve been staring so long,
into that glass
My mind is lost, 
from blurs of a wasted night

The curves were smooth
and the sweat was alive
Conjuring in the dark
A sweet sound of a temptress

The mind baffles the heart
Or the heart deceits the mind
The heart aches and desires
The mind screams and hooks

A shaved skin,
rubbed in oil
A fusion of mint and roses
Feeling my lungs with her breath

Guess I won’t be free, 
from the charms of her wet lips,
and the sharp gaze of her naughty eye,
looking back, from my glass within

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Someone

The snowing days are fading
Am hoping to see the sun. The heart lingers on soaring hope          
And I found a reason to smile

I want to want someone
I already want someone
That someone is you
All I want is you

Of the earth and her roses
The night and her stars
They say the heaven and it’s angels
I say you and me

On the beach
Within the sounds of the waves
Our hearts as one
Pounding in ecstasy

What else to matter?
If not your reflection in my eyes
My breath on your neck
Rolling in the sand

Be it under the sun,
Or the moon
Of this universe
All I see is you

I don’t wanna die

Loyalty and honesty
Pledge the heart on a stab
Is it fear or survival?

As I slept,
The world calmed,
And the shadows disappeared

When I awoke,
The winds roared,
Squeaking sheets on the roof

He accepts mortality
Unchained from its ghosts,
And dines with the present

The roses in the park,
Unfeigned smiles he sees,
enjoying the colours of the young moon

I run he stands,
The mysteries of my life,
Archives, he loves to read

I love to fear
He loves to dare
We live to love

This life,
The truth of the eye
What to happen in the next second?

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Over again

Your face is never far,
in my head it lingers,
The cordiality of its lines
your smile and eyes,
a sunrise,
from a stormy night

Lay with me again,
and the heavens shall speak of us
The sounds of our ecstasies,
vibrating in its chambers,
down on the earth’s bed
and below, in the pits of hells

Let the angels blow the trumpets,
birds of the sky,
sing the hymn of our hearts,
and the devils quake in dismay,
as we shoot for our passions,
coming into, a seventh heaven

Thus I will sculpt,
the curves on your body
Down the hips,
up the front
The twins on your chest
on the walls, of my mind

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