I flee, take to my heels
From the travails of this world.
Ennui stems, running the rat race
Day after day after many a day.
I seek solace, I seek shelter
I look for peace, I wish for harmony
Of your breathing, of your heart beats
Immediate, persistent softly
I seek refuge in the fragrant valley
The enriched, the abundant alley
Between the overhang of generous fonts
The contours of bosom undulating.
Let me rest my tired head
Between the twin refreshing orbs
That marks the perimeters of my existence
My comfort zone for all time.