Ringing Heart
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Ringing heart
I am a gust of wind
From the north warm and cold
With a tender touch
I blow
Just keep open your wonderful window
Under the mystical dark cover I hide
And wait for your whisper call
To enter like a king to
steal
your ringing heart
Just keep your wonderful door open and wide
Like your dream man at a deep dark night
I break into your thrilling room
As a rain of desire or dream of ray
When I see at your door step
You spread
Colourful love petals
Over the hot and red carpet.
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