Me, A Connoisseur Of Love
Everything related with your beauty
No more hidden for me.
Each and every part of yours
Familiar with my gentle touch.
The way you smile and laugh
The way you walk and dance
Above all, after all, the way you love.
Tell me, my love, my life
Which one, is not,
Mesmerising and enchanting for me.
Beauty reflecting from your transparency
Ensured breath and beats in my dead soul.
I regained ability to create impulse
In mysterious red sea.
Drink that you served with
Soft touch of your crimson lips
Enforced me to sway me like serpant.
It is hard to define here
Who is predator, who is prey..?
Both hunted, intoxicated each other
And revived each other, again and again.
The drama we played together whole night
Indeed, unfathomable and unforgettable.
Me, like A Connoisseur Of Love
Born to drink your infinite Beauty
Beauty dripping like honey, oozing like nectar
From you, oh my Love.
Composed by Tulsi Shrestha
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