The twinkling star in the faraway sky
 Bright in the night.
Was hazy to the sight Tinkled the hearts.
 The rains cooled the earth.
 Couldn’t quench the desire.
Left parched For a thousand years.
 Little buds of yearning Was swept away by the gale.
Yet the longing haunts To hold To caress.

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