Country : India
Unabashed at the union
In your arms I find solace ,
In your flute lies all the secret.
Divinity dwell in silent destinations ,
Where we are oblivious in renditions .
Unabashed at the union ,
Undaunted courage seem to hold an envision.
In a naivete we indulge in romance ,
Seamless raptures dig the pangs.
More effervescent aura, Invades our hearts.
Neverending sensations direct a sublime novelty ,
A fanatic would always reap little honesty.
As love has no boundaries ,
It leaps and jumps and inserts memories.
The percussions still augments to a note ,
That is truly splendid and that connote.
That love begets life ,
And nourish the smiles.
With an urge to paint the desires ,
Love teaches everyone a colourful world that whisper.
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