Sheer feelings… Minute feelings…
Silent talks is there in the lips
Whilst not been provoked
Only takes a glimpse from the eyes
While with you, whilst with me,
It wants to hear few expressions
Exhibiting appearance till lips
Would disembark she!
Uniting voice with the arm of its voice
Toil thou!
Whatever the talk is
Its sheer feelings… minute feelings
Like fragrance it is,
Hovering in the winds
Cologne which is dumb stricken
Even you know the address of it
And the information, so do I
Thou cannot be veiled from the world
Don’t know… What furtive is it…
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