Dew drops of glory, a fading memory
Yet, jasmine all abloom under the moonlit night.
Though speak nothing
A smile glowing between us.
Into your eyes, I dissolve.
While sitting simply facing each other
We forget the entire path we tread
As the river never remember the meandering way.
In the silence of morning
Let me take you
To the breath of breeze
Again for listening
The floating melody of spring.
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