Looking face to face,
While sitting around the corner,
Under the shadow of a pine tree;
In a celestial twilight;
I looked at her blue eyes;
To speak in silence;
A muted line of a lyric;
A quoted word of a love;
In a light pleasure of a mild touch;
Under her arms in a mild dream;
Further drowning into her stream….  
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI