Eyes drunk with love,
Innocent-looking as strawberries,
She heaved sad sighs
While floods of silent tears
Flowed down her cheeks
In sweet melancholy and sweeter drooping.
She felt like a pine in solitude
Wrapped in an atmosphere
Of exclusive respectability.
Breathless though she was,
She could neither reveal nor conceal
The sweet longing of her trembling heart.
A golden light had flashed on her heart
Leaving rays as sweet
As the fire made of firewood.
Though never told,her feelings
Were understood by somebody,her man,
Who read the lucidity in her soul.
He was full of the splendor of summer
With no tinge of winter’s horror.
While his broad strong lips moved
Soothing words sprung out of his mouth.
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