
Hiss! she whispered in the scene
accompanied by lonliness
the puffs are her friend now
as the smoke lingers his memories
Painful eyes longed for the escape
the distance the smoke was billowing to
Tied on her couch she remains
Limited within those boundaries
umm! Martini
I am trying to lean on you
forgeting my jobs behind
I wanna sleep with you
Erase my some part of history
Martini
I am under refuge of you
No ice cubes, I wont pour
any water out of glasses to you
I wanna get intoxicated
with thy sips and kisses
tired of this cynic world
Wanna surrender my body to you
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