While
I like to
Spread my heart
On the beach for a tan
She keeps it hidden
In a deep forest across
Seven mountains
While my heart gets burnt
Sleeping on the beach
Waiting for her glance
Her heart grows wings
And tries to break free
From the clutches of her thoughts
One Day, When she is free
Of doubts, thoughts, and bouts,
And her heart flies freely
She would find my heart
Sleeping on the beach
Waiting for a dance.
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A love game from the, STREET of LOVE