This lively evening, it intoxicates me
A string pulls me, pulls me towards you
You keep away from me, never come to me
No thirst (of lust) touches your lips
It seems that you really are drinking poison, but laughing while doing it
When I talk to you, why do you stop me
Your sweet stare, why does it reprimand me
Your shyness, your delicacy, I swear it leaves me tongue-tied
Like a sulking destiny,
You are silent, silent like a picture
But your stare keeps calling me towards you.
BAYEBAYEEE FOR NOW.
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