reading you a poem at night
stealing your glance,
you're on my sight,
you were on my plans,
you had my every rights

you were my first kiss,
you said,
close your eyes and feel the lips,
oh! remember that old cafe in patan?
you took my hands to your hips,
sneaky camera was on that corner,
god that wilderness was a hearty risk,
your wild tips to my first kiss was a stunner,

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oh! Kathmandu is small
can't run away from you
that nosey escape in patan streets,
might get caught in few,
days and night,
i expect to see,
the last time i saw,
there was a tall guy with you
i was with a girl too,
you did not notice, but because, i wanted to see,
whatever happen between us,
was it easy for you,
had to just let it be.

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patan don't go well for me,
it has brought some trouble every time,
every love i made there,
never turned out to be mine,

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later might get late,
we might just have to trust our fate,
you've moved to united states,
till you return back,
guess i'll just have to wait,