Coming nigh, Your accommodation go on and permit;
Kindly let my psyche be brightened.
Dais is empty; should You come and take a seat,
Please gaze in my direction for a moment.
Filling heart with fragrance-passion, I'm presenting;
I'm creating music neath a languid, southern breeze.
In a tune You gave, a reed flute full of sweetness,
I sing lyrics; You go on and listen.
Not a thing belongs to me; all is Yours, my Darling:
This world of beauty and this love reception-worthy.
You've remained diffused in all, with You everything is;
Please waken in the mind this consciousness.
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Wednesday, December 14, 2022
Let me entertain You, my Love
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