Unlimited effect of passion
There is no need of speech
Roots dissolve
Spaces talk
Distance melt
Boundaries merge
With high felt desire
This is how we meet
And our hearts together beat
Sound our aligned steps
Matches with coloured maps
Glances turn hard
Singing as a bard
Fly across butterflies of wish
Every moment something I miss
Roots dissolve
Spaces talk
Distance melt
Tides swell
Boundaries merge
With high felt desire
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