Plethora of satisfaction made into a garland well Lots of self love hugs on the way Elegy turn to a blissful mode Across the desert, you find a gold; Supernatural bliss when knock at your door Ultimate grandeur your heart do wear, Rancorous beats do hears a bit fair- to dance- Enliven the gloomy brights to ensnare the falls! Find a bright hue in every backs... Better read in caption PLEASURE's play Plethora of satisfaction made into a garland well Lots of self love hugs on the way