When winds whirled and waltzed with virgin vines
On a January night jejuned of all other joys
You stepped into my mind,
First curled and then unfolded and then wilted
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though I have not been able to make out much of it due to so many unheard and complex expressions yet i could get the fragrance of the flower in the poem....wish someone could explain it elaborately to me..it is like beauty shrouded in a rather beautiful wrap....KEEP IT UP, SIR
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though I have not been able to make out much of it due to so many unheard and complex expressions yet i could get the fragrance of the flower in the poem....wish someone could explain it elaborately to me..it is like beauty shrouded in a rather beautiful wrap....KEEP IT UP, SIR