Memory

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The gleaming light that in cockcrow peeps 

That flashes on your glossy outer shell

Seems like a paragon nobody could clone;

And a treasure no one could filch.

You take-in the airy sky with warmth

And clamp my frame with tenderness

You would always complete me.

You would always complete me.

When the sun’s eyelashes fondles in the dome

And its warmness with passion talks

You answer its call with your soft motion

That has diverse gist you thought he could grasp

With your entreaty to the melodious birds

You would always dance me in the colossal sweet Eden.

You would always complete me.

You would always complete me.

As time dashed fast I noticed not

The light that glimpsed, the sun that talked

In a shadow they vanished with your dance and clamp.

As dusk visit on my void span

 I gaze on your garbs you have left behind

On my bed you laze and now none

You would always complete me

Not now that you’re gone.

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