you're still beautiful, no matter, how
many spring gone touching
your beauty, it's the
inner realization
which
never withers, you're still the same
rose of dawn dipped into
the dew, the dream
gorgeous whom
eyes desire
to see
again and again, you're still aspire
emerging, on the passionate
emotional graph whom
life desires to
touch
with glassy affection, you're still in -
the long sigh, whom heart
doesn't want to leave,
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
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