Heart Strings
It takes a heart to love and a hurt to hate
To blind the third eye and disclosing the inner treasures
I find pleasure in us babe and the texture so cordial
You caged me Angel
I`m wingless per se
Fleeing away from you proofs effortless and into your realm I find refuge
Years down the line and I still feel the sweet beats of your heart
so soundly that it reminds me of the best African sogora
Perhaps I dwell in your heart
or rather between your soul and body i`m sandwiched
You're my heroine
My best drug
At your feet I am Oh lovely
Make haste angel, direct me meet you at your very point of need
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