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Waiting For You
The daylight is dying Twilight comes flying Purple and crimson blaze in the sky; The sun's in a rush To part with a flush And kiss the meadow good bye. An hour for trysting When you come unresisting Precious and eager on hesitant feet; Shadows disguise us Rose scent to baptize us Scenting our bed with odours so sweet. We can't know the reason Or the span of a season But eternal the stars shine up above; We never had sought it We never had thought it Were it not jeweled with the beauty of love. But all is forgiven By chance that has given An hour for the transition of youth; We never will know it But our dream will now show it Changing it all to astonishing truth. The fireflies ignite you My breath will delight you Nothing will vex the passing of hours; Come, I await you Night is too late for you Come while the dewdrops are kissing the flowers. The wind of the night is Fragrant with lilies Touched by a moonbeam, kissed by the dew; The garden lies breathless Where love awaits deathless Under the starlight, I'm waiting for you.
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