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I saw my love only once
the flowers of spring
are not as lovely as you;
the mountain air in solitude
not as pure as you
I saw you only once
in the Grand House of the Lord of the Lands
and we exchanged glances as you sang
And though you sang
from a printed text for all
your eyes gave me
songs of longing and love
O where are you now
most gentle beloved?
I hear your owners move you
at the request of the Grand Lords
and though I
come to so many sessions
in which you might sing
and hoping each night
I might see you again
as I carry cups and meat for the feasting Lords
and that there as you deliver them the songs in the texts
I come that
you might look again at me
and give me the songs in your eyes
the flowers of spring
are not as lovely as you;
the mountain air in solitude
not as pure as you
poem
by
Raj Arumugam
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