ENCHANTED
Jaunted through his deep eyes,
Wondered through exquisite beauty,
Scheming through distinct loneliness,
Planted there my utmost desire..
The praises of million angels
Dwelling on there, in rest,
Angelic silence not deplored..
Wishing this journey cease not,
I'm ever chanting my rejoice,
Secures win over solitude,
Words won't fail on dread,
It is this love
O' this endlessly..
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