Never seen so abstract , Picture you my thought's book , River of nine months , Three months only for heart shuck , You lost in space or disappered in your vain , I too lost the lane , though your never there in my sane , My night's became my test , thought your picture where I rest , Every tickle of yours , Is my journey from here's ?.. #talk #whisper #dance #love #music #thought #poetry #mirlyrics
