In them, the clouds so far,
Soul mine, had found her!
She who, pink rose her hands,
And eyes a soothing night!!
Saw a self of innocent mean
A doll with the prettiest seam.
Beautiful her soul, so pure,
With me, she did ensure!
Stories unweaved, old passages unsmeared,
Locked dreams, and feelings unshared,
A cave our own, like we dwelt,
With her, did all the glaciers melt.
In thine fragrance, I awoke
Thousands a lilies hath broke.
Ne'er has anyone been found so dear
Locked my soul, found dancing with her!!
Soul mine, had found her!
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And eyes a soothing night!!
Saw a self of innocent mean
A doll with the prettiest seam.
Beautiful her soul, so pure,
With me, she did ensure!
Stories unweaved, old passages unsmeared,
Locked dreams, and feelings unshared,
A cave our own, like we dwelt,
With her, did all the glaciers melt.
In thine fragrance, I awoke
Thousands a lilies hath broke.
Ne'er has anyone been found so dear
Locked my soul, found dancing with her!!
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