You are the flower
Which has not withered yet
and will not perish
Till my memory works with me
As the love candle
Within my timid heart
Keep burning
Till the end of time
Love, timeless as it is
and lovable as yo are
Never to end
With the throbbing of the heart
With desires, small and sweet
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