  Five weary days...and I shall creep Into the shadow of her hair And of her loveliness drink deep And lose my desolation there, Feeling her cool lips quench my own. Lying so still, we shall not dare To let one murmur like a stone Into the pool of silence fall. All senses will be fused in one: Peace will surround us with a wall Of visible music, moments go Melodiously by, and all The stillness brim with beauty; so Our hearts will whisper, throbbing fast: 'Must time undeviating flow And bear this fragile moment past?' |
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