Friday, 9 December 2011

greeted with such a smile

I was greeted with such a smile 
Which never I saw from any of Eve’s kind.
It was that of a sunflower’s bud
Which enlightened and calmed my storms.

Oh fair Lady, why so fine?
Why is my heart easily inclined
To pursue a Love I cannot gain
To only stand on slippery terrains?


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