Eye-lids opened and she glanced
Why leaped the mind fishy danced
Their lenses broke my fences, ha!
So photogenic hue! she left by ta-ta.
Never to meet; but ever to hope:
Next day, a rose will bloom atop.
Beloved! be loved, as love is so
Short lived petals to lie soon below.
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