In a gloom profound and rainy, furtively,
You'd appeared inside my psyche.
Full had been the clouds, a tempest speedy;
Yet You came on silent feet.
At my door there'd been no knocking;
Summons You gave not to waken me.
But on light's touch the latch is freed;
It had elapsed upon Your coming.
Long back did it go away, that night rainy;
Many ages having come, with the past they've married.
But that day's memory, that hymn of dream,
Even still in private it rises routinely.
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The memory of You, it lingers forever.
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