*rising temperature halts at a rythm,

where it loses it cold patterns,

d body surrenders to mere energy,

when it awaits d touch of its beloved.

*I lost my heart insyd ur soul,

somehow it didnt know any other plc 2 go,

do u know,any other place it resides,

coz d more,i feel it skipped a beat.

d more i see your heaving deep breath.

*I need some place inside this closet,

there is so much crowd outsyd,n a temple standing insyd,

I hv isolated myself frm all joints,

a part of u,a part of me will never die,