When I bring to mind that bewitching eye
of wild fancy from afar;
and in Hades of a star in deep azure,
all the panorama of this world stands still,
that in thy presence such awe and wonder,
gives me but one look on love,
has made me sick against the wall,
this last of look by the sun goes blind
before I know I nothing am
more than what needest no witness in thy name,
except you who stands glorified alone.
(C) Naveed Khalid
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Date Created: Tuesday, December 23,2014 5: 42: 40 PM
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