She stood there smiling
thinking of her past lover
and I in my innocence thought
she'd have me as her new lover.
Perhaps I was mistaken -
She did love me and had
forgotten her past lover
and was happy to be with me.
It was the starry spring night
she walked with a nameless grace
her black tresses touched
her pink cheeks and waved.
'Ravi' could not resist her beauty
He approached to embrace and kiss her.
Closing her eyes she leaned in his arms
and as he kissed her she sighed and
exclaimed - O Don, my love!
I love your kisses...
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