Soak Me

Soak Me

Let me be the princess

And you be a prince

that every girl craves.

 

Let all girls moan for you

While you cling to me

Never to go away.

 

The magician you are

The magic you do

Just turn my life into a fairy tale.

 

Bed of roses to walk on

Music, wings, dark chocolate

And all heavenly luxuries spread in huge tray.

 

I may turn wild gyrating like waves

But you remain there soaking me

Like waves are absorbed by sand & clay.

 –  Kumar Gautam

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