Red-Carpet - Poem by VIPINS PUTHOORAN
Oh, dulcinea! lovest thou me,
As thou art the Princess-
In the vale of distress.
Desolate are thy sky
And thy palace sans me.
May that velvet- ermine kiss,
My red throne in a sheer bliss!
O, be mine and my desire
And feel my love as fire!
Rule my heart's empire.
Let me crown thee with a laurel
And deck thy neck with coral.
Let me embrace in thy lotus eyes
Let thy soul sail in my Seven Seas,
In my heart's shoreless seas!
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