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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