I lay myself on her lap and drink beauty through the eyes
Thus a happiest lad away from sorrow and grief; I rise
Lifting myself mortality to immortality looking high skies,
O Love! Thou art to bind lovers with the thread of eternity,
Eternity is served, quarantine from the real world-affinity
Soul to soul, body to body, , a singular universe of the two,
Love and kiss, kiss with bliss – in the holy domain of woo,
O Love! Thou art to bind lovers with the thread of eternity,
The wine that we drink keeps the pine yet we love, it’s mine
Two bodies wrapped with love thrown to the souls to dine,
Lost in the love world like a sage out from mundane world
O Love! Thou art to bind lovers with the thread of eternity,
Heat is required to kill the ice, so body required body to get
Heat, sun on heaven is not only for heat but for the whet …
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