Love to Live

Their love, The Rugby World Cup ! by Santosh Acharya


My mysterious man makes me mad with his touch
She said with smile, never experienced before such
He knows how to honour his love, from his inner lovely heart
Summer and Spring he gifts to her, they dwell together, never apart



Rising as a sun, she wakes him with her rays, lover boy then gets up
Cuddling and kissing, war of touch begins, with no limit and with no rule
Holding her hands, crawling in her body, bad boy asks her, honey-wass up
Degree in love they do with themselves, love and addiction, their new school


When fear sometimes weakens her, she asks him to stop, sweats and finds it wrong
Missing him like the night does to moon, she returns to him with her love along
Loves makes them crazy, they make their law, none can understand and then master
They kiss each other like no one does; still they want more, immediately and faster


The couple portrayed me the essence of life, Love to live and live to love, I feel is true
Their love is like a Rugby World Cup, to win each other, trust me, everything they can do.