Aunty M
Like running in circles
Under the full moon
Like a curse of curses
Replacing the lights
And spelling out doom
More like raw emotion
Coming onto you
Something more satisfactory
Describing another wet dream'You wish
Would just come true
But we are wary of suspicions
And times catching up
But we are simple minded
And tired of wanting space
Like describing an Ocean to a blind man
Like whispering a joke to a deaf man
Like convincing the reason to live
Its dates with destiny
Like hushing an excited child who just told
One too many secrets
More like an erotic emotion
Named after you
The sense of senselessness
Where the senses come
Unglued
It's like running in circles
Under the full moon
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