• yamini_expresses 45w


    Your love runs through my veins ,
    in the rhythm of highs and lows.
    Nerves reverberate your musical beats
    the heart sinks in want,
    the trumpet of silence blows and blows.

    Come, fill me again for a void I have become,
    forgive my sins, forget the foes
    let me breathe in life, or let me die
    deep down the guts, nothing survives,
    But your song that echoes and echoes