Ask your ear-ring…

You live in deep of my heart
My breath is the proof of that
Torrent could be seen in the ocean
How could I show tornado of my vain

You live in my emancipated soul
The truth, only apocarpous can tell
Your every word lays in my ribs bones
Please dear don’t ever live me alone

My morning is you and night also you
Power of understanding depend upon you
O Arabian jasmine, you can do anything
But don’t ever say, I will stop talking

Your voice makes me crazy
Your melodious words make me drowsy
I feel sweet honey entering in my ear
Ask your ear-ring, what’s happening there

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