We've seized the night, a revelry's begun,
In our embrace, youth's rising, to be won.
We've seized the night, a revelry's begun,
In our embrace, youth's rising, to be won.
We have seized.
Pale skin, sharp eyes, sixteen years' sweet grace,
Youth's laughter rings, your form, a captivating space.
Pale skin, sharp eyes, sixteen years' sweet grace,
Youth's laughter rings, your form, a captivating space.
A finger held, let questions fade away,
In our embrace, youth's rising, come what may.
We have seized.
Kohl-lined eyes, jasmine blooms, henna's crimson art,
Anklets chime, a blush upon the scarlet heart.
Kohl-lined eyes, jasmine blooms, henna's crimson art,
Anklets chime, a blush upon the scarlet heart.
Bound tight now, though the world may rage and call,
In our embrace, youth's rising, lest it fall.
We have seized.
Your every move, a wonder, like a deer that turns,
A slender waist, youth's flowering, where beauty burns.
Your every move, a wonder, like a deer that turns,
A slender waist, youth's flowering, where beauty burns.
When you sway, my soul, it melts and then it yearns,
In our embrace, youth's rising, forever learns.
We have seized.
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