After the batting eyelashes,
after the damp, unblinking gaze,
after the fleeting eyes
followed by a soundless and broken sigh,
should I then take her hands in mine?
After the caresses of the shivering touch,
after the exploring breaths’ thorough search
along her entire existence,
after Love’s unbound whispers till her land,
should I then lose her in the pouring grains of sand?
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Beautifully depicted in words.
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