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Quaint Porous Vibrations….Day in and Day out…The medley of crowd… I walk with loud expressive voices… The faces and grimaces.... And yet I get stunned by the touch of Quaint Porous Vibrations… I was used to sudden flashes Which I shrug off with my lashes… Till they shocked with their mocking faces… We had an arrangement …I had learnt the usual derailment… What now…Who How…. ...The invisible sonnet….Floating in the air… Looking for the shore…Hitting my core… Creeping within …from the thin… Hold on…Hold on… Quaint Porous Vibrations… This invasion of my sanity…though not new… Is breaking my defenses… Whatever the guise..Don't be surprised… I can even hear your profanity… Ducking in my soul…Is how I save my whole…. ...I know this time around…I am not stuck on ground… Hey Able …I am vulnerable… Still I request think..Before you fill me with … Quaint Porous Vibrations… The languorous walker….my stalker… The inevitable nemesis…. pulling me into abyss… My frail constitution threatened by the crisis… Is awaiting the ominous dialysis… Hey Maverick …Don't trick… Halt…Stay put… Before I rush to the woods… and Be Behind the Hoods The only sheath from your heat…The only cover from your shower Halt…Stay put… Quaint Porous Vibrations… My Susceptible being….stands lost clueless of a thing… Why then do you have to play ….this coherent string…. As you glide lucidly …bringing a storm to my placid form… I get insecure in my own calm… Retract before you distract…Reverse before I convulse … To your unrestraint sensations….Which knows no dimensions? Oh! Quaint Porous Vibrations… Oh! Quaint Porous Vibrations… O woman of a lost terrain! How could thee think of my refrain…. I have come with thunder and rain… Risk is all mine….you need not whine… Read my currents…Read my cipher… And Siphon off at your desire… I am here to stay …cry as you may The inescapable aura the fable Adora Seep sane…for your gain….while I remain….. The Quaint Porous Vibrations… O Gent of subtle symphony Your stubborn maneuvers seem a tyranny Sing Loud Sing Proud Lest I drown in this heady concoction Which stirs and swirls my function … Difficult is not your epithet Occult is your lore from days of yore …. This lady is a little naďve Easy Suave …Easy…. Request you Restrain... your flirtatious deliberations ... Oh! Quaint Porous vibrations… Oh! Quaint Porous vibrations As you say madam, stubborn I am ...The absolute is my Resolute To reign with all sovereignty….and high handed dignity I would not refute thy courtship ….cry help or worship Soak Seep Deep …I am here for keep No further petition No more solicitation… I am a Fact stronger than Fiction …..And I come with an Addiction Intense…Indomitable…I encircle and embrace You have been my fascination …now a fixation Pay heed to … my Sonorous Orations ….. I am Quaint Porous Vibrations… Dare not ignore… I am sure am loud and clear…I stay…Quaint Porous Vibrations… Bonjour Sir! For the lovely tour Since I resign to the future assigned Having no choice I need to rejoice In the downpour of your voice O Lord Help! Me the swimmer novice… This strife may not take my life… Dumbfounded exuberance is shaping up a new course… While I listen unabated to your discourse... This accelerated momentum is …all but your force… I stay tuned…I stay tuned…Quaint Porous Vibrations…
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