22.09.09 11:45pm
Don’t know what’s in you,
Don’t understand the figure of you,
I wanna know you,
You have something that I really need,
In me you live all the time,
You’re only mine,
I love you more than I can say,
For that I can really pay.
Oh my love, why are you hiding in the forest,
Come and hold my breast.
by
Titu Barua
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