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This is just a piece to celebrate the love of my fiancée for me. She loves me very much for the truthfulness I showed to her about my physical disabilities even before marriage.

In the gardens, I see you as a blossoming flower
In my hearts, you are an angel, the boon giver
On my laps, I lay you as the sweet honey
And for all times, you are only for me, only for me

When I tune the flute, the music moves like waves
At nights, they lay the mat weaved with leaves
For your separation, my eyes flow like the sea
My mind has become the boat, that sail with thee

When I scratch my nails all along the marbles
The shining moon sees its face even in that scrabbles
When I see you in the gardens, as a blossoming flower
In my hearts, you are an angel, the boon giver

Your gentle smile has become the taste for me
This smile when it matures, becomes the sweet berry
The sweet singing koel has turned into your voice
My hearts began to pour rains for all this rejoice

The darkness your eye-brows sheds seem to be nights
But even for that the sun dazzles its lights
And on my laps, I lay you as the sweet honey
For all times, you are only for me, only for me