Love Story
Dusk sings a lullaby-
I lie in the arms of sleep.
Then I begin a voyage
In search of her who cradles my love.
I tread a luxuriant meadow
Across a placid waterfall,
The lovesong of a lonely bird
Echoes my pristine longing.
Then I see her!
She is clad in splendour,
Dainty lips sing her praises,
Her fragrance caresses my nostrils,
The root of my heart is tickled.
She sings a serenade
That soothes the longing of my soul
Till the echoes of dawn
Snatch me from the arms of sleep.
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