For Your sake, Sweetheart,
By Your love's attraction,
I have come with wicker tray
In a new Phalgun month.
All of the flowers mine that had bloomed at mind's forest,
In this tray had been packed their shared scented sweetness.
That alone I have been pouring out, I've no more remaining;
You accept it with a smiling visage.
A bud unblown received Whose fragrance and Whose concept;
With a hope of Whom had waited the nectar of pollen?
At Your footfall, like descent of candy's vision,
He rushed in; who knows the reason?
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Tuesday, November 11, 2025
It's Your sweetness
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That is everything I've got in my basket.
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