Insular feelings that's what we all share
Electrical wirings vibrating the air.
One impulse to hold - another to leap
… Rollover and fall asleep - counting sheep.
Insular feelings hold the lightning in a cloud
It's here now our passions long to be free and proud.
Sitting alone is bitter, gazing out-
The window, when you're in your lonely hideout.
It's much better to be a rainbow, ‘Honey'—
Let the pot of gold in your heart mint-money.
Love is just an electrical pulse—if
… If your body and soul, can't read them hieroglyphs.
Insular feelings crackle inside my head
"Is this the girl, the firecracker - I'm too wed? "
One more impulse like this, and I'll propose
To climb a steeple, without any clothes.
Just to see her insular feelings exposed…
I'll crack a joke! Leave her feelings juxtaposed.
Electrical wirings vibrating the air!
Guess I've given-up playing solitaire.
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