Apr 2012
Tell the night,
oh! God,
not to look at me
like that,
with her
zillion starry eyes;
too overwhelmed
by her sheer poisonous allure,
I would soon swoon,
if I don't close my eyes,
till she leaves in the dawn.
oh! God,
not to look at me
like that,
with her
zillion starry eyes;
too overwhelmed
by her sheer poisonous allure,
I would soon swoon,
if I don't close my eyes,
till she leaves in the dawn.
