Two the very most.
Three, the four, the five,
The extended pleasure of the life.
My feet itched and my skin crawled,
I wanted to dance, giggle and shout.
I laughed until I gasped for breath,
Then some wine was again fed.
"Lets play the strings, the songs out loud"
A voice like growling honey with exquisite diction trickled into my ears..
I gazed at him with my heart all out.
As panic wrapped its hairy hand around my belly and squeezed,
"Would you suggest me a song please?"
"I love all your jams, the rhythm and your voice"
That caring eyes was my choice.
Then the strumming made us sing.
That person sounded wonderfully calm and deep.
And the sound went nice and heavy.
He flew his fingers along the fret,
"I think we should dance" he said.
A rush of intoxicating emotions hit me.
I laughed, giggled and stumbled
instead!
"This unsteady feet can't dance"
"Just snap your fingers or wiggle"
His eyes met mine,
And we both broke into mysterical giggles!!
Too giddy to even care.
Alas! Its 1:29 !
Can't we grapple back this time?
