I fell under your spell
Hand in hand we moved together
the stony path felt feather
those moonlit lanes, archy trees
embellished stars to let us free
the sound of heart with pious beats
when I touch, steals the peace
string of breath pulls me closer
but the signs surround me,
they say it's over...
those tired eyes sing reversed fable
oh poor me!
miserable and disable
immortal glories in my mind revive,
And in my soul thousand passions strive....
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