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WHEN THE WIND RUSTLES THROUGH HER HAIR,
THERE SEEMS TO BE A GLORIOUS SCENT IN THE AIR,
MY WORLD COMES TO A HALT WHEN SHE COMES CLOSE ,
THE BACKGROUND BECOMES HAZY AND THE WORLD SEEMS AS DELICATE AS A ROSE,
THERE IS GREAT BEAUTY IN THIS WORLD I REALISE IN THAT MOMENT,
THAT MOMENT WHICH GIVES ME OH SO SWEET A TORMENT,
THE TORMENT OF LONGING FOR THAT MOMENT TO GO ON FOREVER,
KNOWING FULLY HOW VAIN THIS HOPE IS AS THIS CAN BE THE TRUTH NEVER,
THAT MOMENT WHICH SEEMS LIKE A SECOND YET A THOUSAND YEARS ,
THAT MOMENT WHICH BRINGS ME GREAT JOY YET MANY TEARS,
THE TEARS THAT ARE PRICELESS FOR ME,
THE TEARS THAT BRING ME DIVINE ECSTACY.....
( CLARIFICATION-I am teased by some friends of mine that i must be writing this romantic stuff for some one .But the truth is(and i am not holding any fingers intertwined behind my back)these lines just come anywhere from a bus to a lecture hall and i make them into short sweet poems(well i hope that short sweet part sounded sweet) )