For Whom I Know Not... 2
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When I dream of you
It seems, rest of the world
Sees rainbows dancing
On my eye lashes;
I wake up in the morning
As fresh as a flower
In full bloom with the
Diaphanous dew drops
Of your thoughts
Dotting my skin
In my dreams
As I nestle in your arms
It's as if I played like
An innocent child
Across expanding green meadows
Of colorful flower-beds where
Only the divine beings descend
For their earthly fun and frolic...
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