Staring at the starlit sky,
I Hold your hand,
as we lay in the sand,
Sing me a song Jodha, i said.
Make me melt in that eternal bliss.
You run your fingers over my ears
I would write them down as they were words,
Make it immortal with your lips,
And the moonlight lit up your face,
And those diamonds shines
As they roll down your cheeks,
The tide washing our feet,
And the soft breeze caressing your hair.
I hold your hand close to my chest.

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