Even the thought of you
Make me electrifying
(Butterflies are things from the past)
I feel a burning sensation all over
All day long, I’m starring at my phone
Till I hear you, till you make me hot and cold
The voice of you, through telephone lines
Make me feel so much loved
Far far, we are so far
All I want is you, near me
“Be patient, be calm”, I should surrender my heart
Till I meet you again, till you embrace….
(photo:http://weheartit.com/entry/23668272)
~ Dakshi ~
2012– 26/02
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Very nice!
Sensual desires,
ignite thousand fires.