You are wearing my dear,
A cover,
Over the skin of your emotion.
Undress please --
To see your heart
On its shores of beauty.
There lies a garden
So lush,
Behind the towering fence
Of your barren heart --
Open it.
Over the surface of your beauty,
My dear,
Flows a river of merry --
Bathe in it.
The early rays of morning sun
Compete,
With the shimmer
Of your luscious face.
Don't you know this?!
I saw several devotees
Around your salubrious temple.
My only prayer is --
Almighty! Let me win this.
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