To my first love
When you left me
To start your new life
I made you a Tajmahal
Not to rest in it
But to live in it
Not by marble
But by lots of smiles
By lots of good wishes
By lots of still- being- there
For a lover's vow
Is beyond jealousy
Is beyond everything
Aug 23, 2014
Aug 23, 2014 at 12:12 AM UTC
To my first love
When you left me
To start your new life
I made you a Tajmahal
Not to rest in it
But to live in it
Not by marble
But by lots of smiles
By lots of good wishes
By lots of still- being- there
For a lover's vow
Is beyond jealousy
Is beyond everything
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