The Dearest Dream

A slight disguise, for every time we touch
Romantic it may seem, fairly charismatic
Music being made or songs being sung
Constructing charms, being so ecstatic

A little though I utter, fingering my guitar
Fabricating lyrics to the extent of desires
Speak in my success, sing along with me
A rapture that my soul greedily aspires

Laying down by flowers of your garden
Swinging dreams into kisses and joys
The thunder that you make by passion
I feel every emotion, I hear every noise

The oceans rising, and waves in motion
Knocking every joy, the delights fly high
The lusts that you carry touch my heart
My cravings for you, reached up the sky

Written by Rana M
© 2005-2018 Rana M  All Rights Reserved

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