Jenifa Imambhai
Romance
Day after day leaf by leaf
That's how a tiny bud
Becomes a beautiful rose.
Word after word and kiss by kiss that's the way
True love grown
True Love
When I woke up last morning, When I woke up last morning,
Let us go to a dreamland sweetheart; Let us go to a dreamland sweetheart;
Blue skies, And a desolate place... Blue skies, And a desolate place...
A Face that glows like the morning sun, Bewitches the sights of everyone.... A Face that glows like the morning sun, Bewitches the sights of everyone....
And the passion of holding me tight in your arms. And the passion of holding me tight in your arms.
I always admire, To peep into his pure heart... I always admire, To peep into his pure heart...
Under the open sky as we both lie, Under the open sky as we both lie,
Vowing solemnly in the name of eternity always and forever. Vowing solemnly in the name of eternity always and forever.
The gloomy nights of autumn Stretches, impeccable languor The gloomy nights of autumn Stretches, impeccable languor
Like the lone spotted dove sheltering behind the lampshade. Like the lone spotted dove sheltering behind the lampshade.
A Decaf on my table I try to gather my wandering mind A Decaf on my table I try to gather my wandering mind
A cup sits upon a wooden table top Filled with whiskey A cup sits upon a wooden table top Filled with whiskey
Lived our childhood days as carefree as we could. Lived our childhood days as carefree as we could.
I met my life partner, my life was not the same again. I met my life partner, my life was not the same again.
Let us stay awake till 4 am and blabber about random things, but not fall in love. Let us stay awake till 4 am and blabber about random things, but not fall in lov...
Is there a book of rules, Granting the gift of poetry to only those who are slain by love? Is there a book of rules, Granting the gift of poetry to only those who are sla...
I see the sand flee, run, hurry, I see the sand flee, run, hurry,
Lust is that tag that defines love. Lust is that tag that defines love.
Some days I feel as if I am his broken piece of earth. Some days I feel as if I am his broken piece of earth.
As the wind flows swiftly The yellow leaf gently touch As the wind flows swiftly The yellow leaf gently touch
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