The way he moves,
so sure with pleasure...
so swift with assurance...
Nothing escapes his eyes
no fragrant pray leaves his senses
The way he escapes
so majestic with smiles....
so experienced with ease...
Nothing escapes his eyes
no fragrant pray leaves his senses
Like the smoke rises
he rises from the fall
glides across my mind
playing with my sensibility....
There is nothing he can't achieve
there is nothing stopping him...
crushing that arrogance
i am ready to take the flight for untouchables....
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