"Above the Curse Above the Pain Thy lips tackle with and satisfy my boundless desire, As if thirsty lips had found her favorite cigarette. Oh my love, Your Touch Your Expressions It's enough to kill me, It's like these beautiful cigarettes kiss my lips and eat up my liver, But still I'm drawing a puff of smoke, and getting lost , In all those memories, in all those possibilities where You and I are in bed. Oh dear Kissing your back with my lips I got it A different one above right and wrong The world is a different country, a different map where love is still free. ©Author kunal"