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Come my love, come.
Come my love, come.

Your priceless laugh
has stayed with me
My heart you’ve taken
but its ache is still with me

My love is lost
My eyes tiresome
Come my love, come.
Come my love, come.

So very pretty
is your love’s trick
so what if it
made my soul sick

I do not know
What will happen
My eyes still call
Come my love, come.

– Shiv
2/14/2011

Credit: God
More on the inspiration: http://shivsangels.blogspot.com/2011/02/raag-bhairavi-says-i-miss-you-aa-jaa-o.html

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