You turned me gold as you set in my eyes
And we held hands, hearing the Ganges roar
I was roaring too, but your hand on mine could calm me off
I had a thousand stories to tell, but all I could do was rest my head on your shoulder
As the diamonds appeared slowly in the sky above dark and stark
Making my bones chill, all I had was your warmth around
No, you cannot lose me, I rather sleep forever in the arms that soothe me.
My eyes are heavy now, I would not like to see anymore !!
~ A night under the stars
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