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In the wondrous story book of night                  I eagerly absorb and fall in to contemplation, You were the one omnipresent,                   across light years and flickering flames near. As orbs of light in many intensities and hues,                  the rays of infinite grace that envelop me, what feel like the caresses of lotus petals                  was your love,my eternal beloved. Soft,frothing moon beams has been                my true consolation at times of deep pain, the swishing comet, my constant wonder                takes me to you in my imagination. I was an enquirer,eagerly searching                for the meaning of my existence. transforming from one to another                formed by dust gifted by unknown stars. Enshrined you are in the diamond                  temple of my still mind, making you my lover eternal,                  I honored my yen for the sublime. The story book of night tells,                 about spirited mornings,noon and dusk your benign presence was in each step,                  of the motions of galaxies. I see your quick moving eye brows                   in the tumult of the black rain clouds. your intense eyes flash love in lightening                 when I feel starved of your love In waves one after the other, your hands                embrace me,I am reassured once more, mountain wind from afar bring                 your songs, a  lonely nightingale sing. I am a living monument, that breathes            your love from elements to live on, like millionaire,that's ready to sacrifice              everything for the ecstasy of your presence. There isn't any other lover who cares,              like you who brings such grace to a beloved. you've the very same eyes of my mother              that wouldn't miss me wherever I am. like her whenever I fall your hands                seek me pulling up my mind you are a presence constant                   I haven't missed you ever anywhere. In days I move within a dream              having created it,you know where I am, as I turn the pages of the story book of night,              whenever I want to feel closer, you are there. You've been the mirror reflecting my candor,               you are more than anything I've ever yearned, the river that carries me, that I am one with,              a flow we are to the ocean of consciousness.
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Jun 10, 2017
Jun 10, 2017 at 3:15 PM UTC
In the story book of night, you were omnipresent
In the wondrous story book of night                  I eagerly absorb and fall in to contemplation, You were the one omnipresent,                   across light years and flickering flames near. As orbs of light in many intensities and hues,                  the rays of infinite grace that envelop me, what feel like the caresses of lotus petals                  was your love,my eternal beloved. Soft,frothing moon beams has been                my true consolation at times of deep pain, the swishing comet, my constant wonder                takes me to you in my imagination. I was an enquirer,eagerly searching                for the meaning of my existence. transforming from one to another                formed by dust gifted by unknown stars. Enshrined you are in the diamond                  temple of my still mind, making you my lover eternal,                  I honored my yen for the sublime. The story book of night tells,                 about spirited mornings,noon and dusk your benign presence was in each step,                  of the motions of galaxies. I see your quick moving eye brows                   in the tumult of the black rain clouds. your intense eyes flash love in lightening                 when I feel starved of your love In waves one after the other, your hands                embrace me,I am reassured once more, mountain wind from afar bring                 your songs, a  lonely nightingale sing. I am a living monument, that breathes            your love from elements to live on, like millionaire,that's ready to sacrifice              everything for the ecstasy of your presence. There isn't any other lover who cares,              like you who brings such grace to a beloved. you've the very same eyes of my mother              that wouldn't miss me wherever I am. like her whenever I fall your hands                seek me pulling up my mind you are a presence constant                   I haven't missed you ever anywhere. In days I move within a dream              having created it,you know where I am, as I turn the pages of the story book of night,              whenever I want to feel closer, you are there. You've been the mirror reflecting my candor,               you are more than anything I've ever yearned, the river that carries me, that I am one with,              a flow we are to the ocean of consciousness.
k-balachandran
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Jun 10, 2017
Jun 10, 2017 at 3:15 PM UTC
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