Her spirit bade his dazzling gaze paint;
thus brilliance beneath the sun and its
saffron blaze. Though sweet illusion of
looks had delight; the passionate scene
ahead set the stage for plight.
What secrets lie behind her olive eyes;
Lo! she burned as constellation before
her staunch ideals. Hence we chose to
listen while others chose to shun; thus
veiled beneath the sheets the shadows
and she are one.
Hearing the earth change its tune;
Lifts her lips and kissed the moon.
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