Years ago I remember the times
Used to know what was on your mind
Getting excited on our naughty crimes
Nothing but everything keeps us bind
We used to walk, used to run
I could read your thoughts
Under the shadows or the sun
All what is needed is to connect the dots
Unbolting the long bolted doors
Lightning the unlit flame
Fighting over the odd even scores
Nothing is different, all is same
The aching night, bruised skies
This all shall pass soon
Not easily, not with prise
I wait for a night with moon
Whether a tender touch or a peck
I remember the soft moan
Keeping the limits in check
Come soon, I'll wait for you like a stone!
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