Loving Draft
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Mahtab Bangalee
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There is no snail, no oyster
on your bathing shore;
No swimming fish, no snake charmer
in your diving core
Hither and thither the fountain water
bathes you a crystal rainbow bath;
All over you; your beautification grace
there's a heart waiting for your loving draft
I won't laugh, I won't weep
I'll take birth in your scent;
I won't walk, I won't run
I'll wake in your relation mend
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