I Imagine a world with no religions, A world with no politics, A world with no breakups ; Dearest, whenever you touch me, My imagination takes wing for that world of unalloyed beauty !
She carries that sacred lock surrounded with curves and lure Soft,wet and tender to touch Her eyes are the valley of love Every bit of skin shine like hell She's emerging beauty Destiny on its duty In the search of that divine key To open up this desirous Deity.
Open your mind young lady, let me impregnate your barren dreams with the moist seeds of my philtre desire. An internal monsoon awaits, to cleanse us, drench us with our unalloyed fire.
The orange core ringed by blue, essential soul of the fire; kind of heat that scars you, uncorrupted depth of my desire. Fever is a mild word, compared to this inferno unalloyed; your vibrancy provokes the storm, awaits your lava to fill my void.