Sweet surrender

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Expecting You, I keep waiting;
Your footfall thrills my mind.
Your sweet smile, Your sweet smell,
Rouse hope in a dejected heart.

Your scattered footdust assuming,
Universal man lies prostrate.
With Your color and form, fragrance and light,
Your vitality satisfies his desire.

I am Yours, as is everyone,
Though downcast brain may not grasp the fact.
With Your meter and lyrics, melody and rhythm,
Your love makes us all dance.

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