Worshipper

Unapologetic are my eyes 

That can't stop myself 

To muse on you. 

Unapologetic are my dreams 

That make 

Me an oneironaut 

To romance you. 

Yes, 

Heart wants you, 

Mind wants you, 

Soul wants you, 

Oh! The unparalleled sylph. 

Depriving me 

Of your love 

Wouldn't be a poetic justice, 

Depriving me 

Of your nearness 

Wouldn't be a righteous thing. 

Yes, 

My door 

Of entrance room 

Is ready to usher you, 

Rice pot is ready 

To be gently pushed. 

Yes, 

Oh! My nymph, 

Sanction me your love, 

Sanction me 

Your lifetime nearness, 

I want 

To be a worshipper of love, 

I want 

To be a worshipper of love.