YOUR'S
Is it the only word I speak often?
Is it the only person I see often?
Is it the only voice I hear often?
Is it the only story I dream often?
Hell yeah!
Hell yeah!
Hell yeah!
Oh baby... Stop starving me on the edge I never wanna be...
The knife's too sharp, my toes are cut off.. but I ever and ever wanna be.....
"YOUR'S"..
I just wanna be"YOUR'S"..
I just wanna be"YOUR'S"..
To be by my side every night I sleep after tiresome day ,
To be making out every Sunday morning before brunch,
To be by my side I giving a birth to our child with beautiful sarcs,
To be making ourselves old and dying our grey hairs...
I just wanna be "YOUR'S"..
I just wanna be"YOUR'S"..
All that is you and us, serving my breath to "YOUR'S"...
Is it the only person I see often?
Is it the only voice I hear often?
Is it the only story I dream often?
Hell yeah!
Hell yeah!
Hell yeah!
Oh baby... Stop starving me on the edge I never wanna be...
The knife's too sharp, my toes are cut off.. but I ever and ever wanna be.....
"YOUR'S"..
I just wanna be"YOUR'S"..
I just wanna be"YOUR'S"..
To be by my side every night I sleep after tiresome day ,
To be making out every Sunday morning before brunch,
To be by my side I giving a birth to our child with beautiful sarcs,
To be making ourselves old and dying our grey hairs...
I just wanna be "YOUR'S"..
I just wanna be"YOUR'S"..
All that is you and us, serving my breath to "YOUR'S"...
Excellent poem. Shivani!!
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