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Never Thought - Jairam Kshirasagar


Never thought never realized never knew
Why I came on this earth, such new
Never smiled never laughed never been happy
Until I saw, until I met you
Until I fell in love with you
Have started living life
Have realized I am alive
Smelled happiness of life
Loving you made me glorifier
You have made my life glorious
You have made my heart a harvest moon
Your words honeyed to heart
Your often kisses are like honey on my lips
Your petalous eyes make me fall in love with you deeper
You have glamorize every moment of my life
You possesses charms that you are unaware of
You are the sweetest perfumed romance
You are the sexy bomb
I love you with all my heart and soul
You and I am being sent by the Angels of Heaven
To make the sweetest love
To be together forever and forever
I have waited for this opportunity
For more than thousand centuries
To love you once again
My vow of eternal fidelity and everlasting love
Whatever our souls are made of
Yours and mine are the same
You are my everything
Fair as the moon and joyful as the light
Never thought never realized never knew
Why I came on this earth
Never smiled never laughed never been happy
Until I saw, until I met you until I fell in love with you


- Jairam Kshirasagar

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