ishq mai hum jalte nahi
tadapte rehte hai
sirf aap se milne ki hasrat rakhte hai
sote jagte har ghadi aap ko sochte hai
khwahish lekar tumse milne ki
khuda ke samne jhukte hai
hamare rab se pucho
hum kitna yaad tumhe karte hai
har pal har waqt
tum se milne ki dua karte hai
One Last Time
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As you realize it's not my breathing but the rustle of the windAnd my
silken skin slips like beads of satin through your fingersFlowing tresses
beckon you ...
9 years ago
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