A blast of the heart
lingers in the mind and soul
It's a stuff that dreams are made of
An intensely pleasurable sensation to boast of
A sensation demanding a physiological arousal
producing tensed feelings upon arrival
That perhaps is a song of poets,
and lyricists
All creations speak but when love speaks,
the voices of all gods makes heaven drowsy with harmony
It's an awful awakening in a poet's mind
But I have kept this within for a decade
The real magic of life is not a trick
or a supernatural phenomenon
The real magic is love,
"Oteasefuo's" sacred gift from his creator
I never thought having you to myself, young woman
I only passed by as a friend
still wondering why
Even if your heart is stolen,
mine still hangs on inside
I hear your wedding is tonight
Pardon me, I have to do this before sunset
"Oboade3" knows i have tried not stealing
a fellow's wife
I love you.
lingers in the mind and soul
It's a stuff that dreams are made of
An intensely pleasurable sensation to boast of
A sensation demanding a physiological arousal
producing tensed feelings upon arrival
That perhaps is a song of poets,
and lyricists
All creations speak but when love speaks,
the voices of all gods makes heaven drowsy with harmony
It's an awful awakening in a poet's mind
But I have kept this within for a decade
The real magic of life is not a trick
or a supernatural phenomenon
The real magic is love,
"Oteasefuo's" sacred gift from his creator
I never thought having you to myself, young woman
I only passed by as a friend
still wondering why
Even if your heart is stolen,
mine still hangs on inside
I hear your wedding is tonight
Pardon me, I have to do this before sunset
"Oboade3" knows i have tried not stealing
a fellow's wife
I love you.
this is almost like you are talking to me oo. amazing.
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