Your Rose Carrying Shades of Red and White
And Softness is lying on your glowy Cheeks
Perfumes on your lips are much more Delight
Than the Breathe of a King's Mistress Reeks
Something has confined me in your Name
And your silent lips has a Command
To fall in love with cores of your Flame
And exile myself with your beacon's Hand
Can you end our way to this Duel
And frame of your harbour, there it Goes
Deep in my mind, is only about You
Even heaven has belied a false compose
The Dateless nights has burned with rage
Conquering my heart from land to land
And This young despair would never change
From where our Sunset Gates shall stand
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