paint my words,
with colour red,
i held the fire from herth,once,
the burning coal still ask for warmth from my lap..
paint my lips with colour red,
i once,kissed the blood of my heart,
in rainy night,
and still they are burning with its charm....
i hold upon my breaths,
for the voice to lissen,
ECHOES AROUND AT ONCE,one word,
u are truely loved in arms of this nature!!
hiramalik
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