.....HOLD MY HANDS IN YOURS....
The warmest touch you have
And the sweetest words your lips utter..
Yours is the world that gives the softest cover
From your eyes the the strongest assurances flutter...
The smell of your body is the wildest clutter..
Music is your language of love..
With charm does your heart throb..
The softest notes your pleasure immanate..
You are the image of my wishes incarnate...
If the voice of our message is infinite..
If the vibration of your feelings are me inside..
Come my dear, let us dance with the rhythm..
Hold my hand in yours and with passion do kiss me..
©®SACHIDANANDA MISHRA
The warmest touch you have
And the sweetest words your lips utter..
Yours is the world that gives the softest cover
From your eyes the the strongest assurances flutter...
The smell of your body is the wildest clutter..
Music is your language of love..
With charm does your heart throb..
The softest notes your pleasure immanate..
You are the image of my wishes incarnate...
If the voice of our message is infinite..
If the vibration of your feelings are me inside..
Come my dear, let us dance with the rhythm..
Hold my hand in yours and with passion do kiss me..
©®SACHIDANANDA MISHRA
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