Dews of Silence

The city is sleeping On the lap of the street beggars We are searching for a cup of tea The river is melting with the moonlight Fragrance swimming with the shadows of trees You draw the dews of silence Lantern of love quivering with the kiss of breeze Soundless song just rolling down With the midnight colour of your lips.

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Last updated May 02, 2015