Your kisses are marijuana


Your kisses are marijuana,
For me,
How can I stop to inhale?
Every wave inside me,
Wants your arms around me.
For such small thing,
How can I forget to dream?
Your eyes are moon in my sky,
I cannot walk alone,
In the dark night,
How can I leave you?

Parmit Kumar Singh

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