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Love On The Wait


Touch my heart
Let me melt into your arms
Am a singer bird waiting for someone to listen to my sweet melodies
Chirp chirp chirp my lyrics go
And sweet they sound in the ears of the one who loves me
Soften your hands
Then I can feel your touch better
Allow me in
Then enjoy my rhythm
The sweetness which is reserved for you
For you and you alone


  • Wise Makafui Afun
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