A narrow escape from the dry land of my heart
My amorous emotions search for a place to stay

Rendering dreams to the canvas of my loving soul
Feelings tend to rise above my plight, all the way

Redirected to the storm of passion inside me
I grip your succulent pink lips, without any delay

Refreshing with pure vibes above and beyond
They stimulate to make fire, simply to plug and play

Immaculate conceptions carrying all the energies
Your warm lips are going to be the saviours of the day

© Rana M All Rights Reserved


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