The rhythm of his drum struck my ear
The fate made me remain here,
Voices of "Are you two...?" filled the Space
Though I laughed it away, without a trace...
Black shirt first, then red I wore,
Your eyes caught mine, asked for more,
drums at the doorway, a beat so true
I danced, as you said, "all for you"...
Your warmth covered mine, and sure
The touch felt so pure,
My hand on the mic, yours resting over mine
I felt it was a divine sign...
When "ilahi" was in highs
I felt the fire in your eyes,
Though words became thin,
The blaze between us still burns within...