PASSIONATE FRIENDS
T'was a night, that has passed by me,
Dark as the kohl-rimmed eyes of a beloved.
Like dark clouds roaring in thunderous applause.
And the rain of love keeping the fire of passion burning in me.
Oh my passion ! Have left you far behind but still,
May those seasons be with you forever and ever.
And I could go to bed tonight,
Thinking about you as well.
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