Lekhny composition -07-Aug-2023
With pancakes and syrup running in our blood Feeling her feathers and grinding her teeth Humming her owm high pitch love song As she sways beneath my sheets
She says there's a place for dreams and things At the end of a rainbow where the sun falls down And the women dress in gold and undress again
Where logic is never welcome
Have you been there?
Have you been there?
Have you been there my friend?
Abhinav ji
09-Aug-2023 05:29 PM
Nice 👍
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Raghuveer Sharma
08-Aug-2023 10:09 PM
nice
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Reena yadav
07-Aug-2023 09:27 PM
👍👍
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