Lo Behold her face in the moonlight…
The face that far outshines the moonlight!…
Those sublime eyes and those sanguine cheeks…
To be submerged in them is what my heart seeks…
Never before was this ecstasy felt…
Even after shall it be felt…
Stories myriad were hid in her tresses;
Pulverized , I am, if by glance she blesses…
And if she let...
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