When the winter falls with its wings
Somebody’s voice floats with its enthralling way
So sweet like a silver tune
Jingling in the dancing wind
And the trees become laden with silver crown
When the mountain spreads its white carpet
And the garden of roses become so glowing
When her lips open with a charming smile.
The mind becomes drifted away
With warm and wonderful feelings
As the image of her emerges in my cold mind.
Waves of happiness play its magic in my heart
As her eyes pour drops of beholding gems on my desert land.
Silently winter flowers touch my cheeks,
Break up my thoughts of unhappiness
Flowing the flakes of joy and rapture
As her embracing hands spread the heal upon me
And the exulting wind whispers my ears
That she is here, with me and forever …
A sweet person as you are
That nobody can make me happy
The way you make always.
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