I am curious to her lovely ways,
Who're shrouded in a distance, far away,
Adorned with lovely scents, as petals sway
With fair beauty, who's hidden in her face.
Bemused I was after seeing her gaze,
Who with the dreaming minds like me did play,
Putting the fair brightness upon display,
And bringing a beautiful, misty haze.
O who are you I ask myself a lot,
About this lovely frame, this grace you got,
Who does put me in a fair, comely dream,
Adorned with haziness who's shared with sheen,
Who I don't want to leave, so does it seem
When looking at my smiling, shining mien.
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