Analysis of Unique freedom

UNIQUE FREEDOM
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 Love makes the bitter sweet and
 Love makes the King slave and
 Love makes the dead alive
 So make me your prisoner
 In the prison of your palms
 And in the end I will get free,,

Encircle my cheeks
 With your palms so perfectly
 leaving a small window
 Through which I will see
 The sky of your eyes

Lock the gates of your hand
 With million locks
 And you throw all keys
 One by one

And when you are dissolved in me
 Then you desire to free me
 In that moment of freedom
 i will give you a kiss for each key

That freedom will bind me
 In your earnest soul
 Thinking why I was away from you
 For such a long time
 And now never to go away
 From this sour sweet mixture !
~~~~~~Jawahar Gupta ~~~~