It was indeed lovely
When I kissed,
Hugged and embraced
The burkha-clad lass
In the dark
Taking her into
My loveful clasp
Kissing on the cheeks
Near the sand dunes
Of the desert
When it was dark
We met each other
And love burnt through
The eyes meeting,
Two panting souls met they,
Two hearts in love
And the lotus bloomed,
We the two lovers,
The heart bis a temple of love.
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