Ovule के बोल

I have placed a glass egg, above us floating An oval ovule in a dark blood red void Carries our digital selves, embracing and kissing My skin-mud dense by you, I anchor our darks I anchor our darks Sleep with one eye open, watching our sub-selves The keel of our ship, these obstacles are just teaching us So we can merge even deeper into our own personal mineral Fuse alloy, ship ahoy The hostility a broken heart endures The velocity of that injury is returned to thе world With the same grin showing teeth When I was a girl I fеlt love was a building I marched towards, but deadly demonic divorces demolished the ideal Now with your romantic intelligence, the sensual tenderness We dissolve old habits and place a glass egg above us floating In the dark blood red oval void Our lovemaking avatars in a shell