Before i settle myself
in the warmth of your arms
And u kiss me abruptly
let me mourn the death of my solitude
i know
i am free no more
now
my self is stitched to your skin
And
..... the ardor of your voice
in
my breath
in the warmth of your arms
And u kiss me abruptly
let me mourn the death of my solitude
i know
i am free no more
now
my self is stitched to your skin
And
..... the ardor of your voice
in
my breath
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