Why is there a tingling sensation running through my veins? Why is my heart pulsating at 200 beats per minute? Why does the hair on the nape of my neck stand up? Why doesn't someone wake me up and tell me it’s all a dream, a myth, a mirage and that no soul could sing that aweeeeeesome! But the damn truth is: she is for real. Adele’s fizzy songs hold the power to make love to the heart and stagger it with ecstasy. For the woman, who steals my senses every time she throws her voice into the microphone and for that inimitable, velvety yet husky voice, my tribute from the heart’s bottom!
I wouldn’t know my left foot from the right one that outlandishly clumsy I turn, if someone asks me to write. But then what is life without few risks? so, I write.
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