Light of the moon
Sparkling on your silver shivering body
As my fingers come closer to feel you breathe
The farther you move
Speaking of the way
You enchanted me with those lovely eyes
And you teased me by coming and going
As every moment my parched feet sink in with thirst
I know you are too vast
For me to call you my own
O ocean, my ocean of love
A drop of your love is all I have been waiting for
- हेरंब
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