In My Veins
Dying to see your smile,
Dying to see your eyes.—
Seems you are one of my style,
This devotee is wise.
On the open roads,
The continuation of trees outside the lanes.
Flying twitters in ode,
River flowing like blood in veins.
You swim in those veins,
And reaches the heart.
But still this love fails,
Somewhere target is missed by my dart.
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