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SHALL I....

Shall I close your eyes With my lashes Only to escape from the injury Thrown by your vision's arrows. Shall I seize your hand And imprison into mine Only to suffer a life sentence And never to grant them bail. Shall I suppress your lips With my petals of rose Only to prepare a syrup Sweeter than honey. Shall strike your cheeks With my apple red ones Only to generate power And get rid of its scarcity. Shall I steal your breath And mix into mine Only to prepare a perfume Excelling the Arabian Stuff. Shall I lean on your shoulder To rest my heaving head Only to get rid of my weariness Like a traveller in summer season.

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