A teacher from India
O moon! Of driving senses,
Merge me in your oceanic pleasure.
Tame my fleeting desire,
A bondage to sip your lips in care.
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You came like a beautiful dream
And sat in the middle of the garden,
My unconcerned heart began to chime
Finding a rose to kiss in its vine.
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My butterfly heart flutters through the window,
Suffers doors of denial life throws,
With the thirst for beauty,
To sing the joys of summer,
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Once my mother blessed me
With good fortune and good life,
But her dream unfelt
With the advent of my wife.
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