She dances like a rosemary
She looked like a rose.
Her smell as the sweet fragrance
that the coloured flower yields!
I still my breath and pant to her smile
Her happiness I fancied, my feet are fit to dwell.
Lessons of love I learnt from her touch
And round me lie the traces of her flowers ardour.
She dances like a rosemary
budding allure!
K.Oni
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