Natural art.
Ornamented with natural finery.Words speechless to
draw curtain
from thy beauty's art
Neither a seraph,
Nor utter-moon night...
Sprung into full maiden,
As newly showered spring.
Poetry by sonam bhote
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Written on 2007-01-30 at 14:21
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