Its Love, Its Love, Its Love...
Its love, its love, its love -
I am going crazy, I am going mad -
Its so sensuous, its kind of awesome and blithe
to be in love, to be in your thoughts;
Its love, its love, its love -
I am going crazy, I am going mad -
When I miss you my heart feels the heat;
When I am with you every moment becomes sweet;
Its love, its love, its love -
I am going crazy, I am going mad -
Sans you my days become lengthier;
So do my nights turn out to be -
Its love, its love, its love -
I am going crazy, I am going mad -
I am still in a maze which season is this;
amiss in love, amiss in pain;
Its love, its love, its love -
I am going crazy, I am going mad -
Simple words become splendid ode's,
courtesy your so sweetways, voice and thoughts;
Its love, its love, its love -
I am going crazy, I am going mad -
- to you my love
poem by Senthil Kumar B
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