In intetense desire of your love,
restless I started for you,
Came to hunt, got hunted by you.
Seeing you from so close,
I lost my heart for you,
I am killed by your,
naughty glances of lightning
drop them wonly on my heart
don't worry about me
drop them wonly on my heart
don't worry about me
you just keep giggling
I will die on every word poured,
by your most beautyful lips.
Where am I ? , am I in my senses?,
my best friend this is called love.
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