There sprang fair lips that sung,
A voice from the idle lips that ne'er sung,
‘Twas a day the lips of her sung,
A beautiful fervid day brought by her—I was among,
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A maiden with such beauty bedight:
She wears sparkles on her lips, like light,
Alit by a kiss,
That mine lips mostly miss,
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A beauteous story in mine mind it repose,
To recite to thee to see an anecdote of two gorgeous souls,
For her and him, and the universe ne'er blinks, and it sinks in the throbbing of the waters of love,
That these people have,
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I have lived with worry, ‘twixt a thought fearing you'll leave in hurry,
And this everlasting worry comes with its soul rushing in hurry,
I could not be like others—having a thought that never bothers,
‘Tis you I only think about, and not others—a thought that bothers,
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Splendour, indeed, my lady were,
In my thoughts, as a chandelier, right there,
And your dazzle does bring of an undying memory,
Me as a child in such unending story,
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