The moment I end with work,
My heart starts yielding,
To get the grace of you…
My eyes invite that deep,
Undiscoverable silence,
And puss me to sleep….
To embrace you again,
Right by my heart,
And myself feel you still alive,
Inside me…..
It’s being hard to believe,
You are not with me,
Because,
The moment I sleep,
You hang with me,
In that beautiful paradise of my dreams….
And I feel again being alive,
By touching your chicks,
And grabbing your hand,
In real paradise of my heart…
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