Some magic casts its spell from that luscious pairs
A valley of enchanting passion peaked up with pink buds
Where siesta wakes up in a shambling way
As the dream spreads its charming bed
And somebody becomes eager to unite with someone
And the two lips draw together the colors of rainbow.
Some magic casts its spell from that luscious pairs
Where the moon comes to see the night flower
Where river impatiently tempts to mingle with sea
And the sky kisses the earth in a surreal mood
The flute finds its favorite tune
With the dance merges in its real rhythm.
Some magic casts its spell from that luscious pairs
Where two eyes goes into a tranced form
And find the place being wanted since long
The music gets its lost note
And the singer sings a serenading song
With the rain touches the dry thirsty earth
Some magic casts its spell from that luscious pairs
Where waves of ocean rushes to meet the shore
The wind carries somebody’s message
The bee runs for its waiting flower
And the two pigeon in an entwined state
Where two souls bonds the knot for ever.
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