I love her still
As i loved her in past
And still
In her eyes too
Those glow of moment
Is there
And still
Love is young
And in her silent talks
She asks me
Still
If still
The passion of love
The old
Is great
In his bloom
As the same
Eminence of grace
And in my old heart
The melodies of love
the morning song
Still is young
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