whilst the trees , royal and

whilst the trees , royal and majestic

slept through the dark,

whispered the flowing breeze

in my silent ears...

who doth you wish to see , friend!

whom does your eyes await ?

the running brook halts for a while,

ripples freeze

whilst I seek my valentine...

in the lucid clear waters

I search for the image

of the love of my life...

curled flowers speak mutely

fragrance diffusing till zenith

wonder I ,

where doth you hide,

I feel your presence

in every star of this dark mysterious night!

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