It goes by every mono day,
But I can't seem to find a better way,
Oh, how am I to describe,
The desires of my heart, inside?
Can't you see? oh, how I wonder,
Everyday I go shuttered in your tender,
Every little word you say,
A thousand words go to the Lord in pray.
What do I want? you ask,
A little journey through my heart will do,
I see you everyday but you pass,
And my heart's beat decelerates for there's no talk.
If only you knew I can't go on,
I crave your love, I crave your touch, I crave for all,
The excitement of your kiss would be a tantalisation,
For all I know this is just an imagination...
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