Intensity of fleshes...

Baby, lets fire the flame for its Wildish being, 

Tamper the hardening spots, In layers we feel

Sometimes, in the clumsy way

Sometimes in the writhing pain

The hot it boils, The better it feels.

Clutching the claws, Over the hills
Touching the petals ,Rosy it feels
With the liquor and the lips
How Addicted we being.

Distance to be filled
And the temptation to reach
Bit of hesitation and bit of us to unveil
Tingles the chords with lunatic moves,
Reach there ,reach there
Unless u shrill..

Movement and the region,
Sometimes up and sometimes down
Look at up and look at down
Bit of the hidden clocks &  gestured one
True to the exclamation
Pleasant it has always been...

Baby,
Dress up to the best of your.
Dress up to your lot of owns
For the day ahead and for the plays we need,
Come to me and come to my existence
Lets be narcotic and druggy our being,

For the day and the night
For the waves and the surface to travel
Let the wind touch our body
Let the fire be flame our mind
Let the sunset being the witness
For the day and the love tonight
Let's bid the all of you and mine be together..