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On this beautiful passionate night

On this beautiful passionate night
Under the blue skies
Filled with stars
Under the white full moon 
Between the blue skies
Overfilled with romance
Under the sprinkling rains
Going wet with your sweetest togetherness
Making it filled with romance
Remembering all the sweetest rejoicing moments 
We spent together

My desire to live every moment of life 
With you together
Share every happiness, caring you every moment showering all my love
You make me feel like the seventh heaven
Your togetherness makes me feel heaven of heavens
You are my impulse, you are my breath you are everything to me
You have taught how to live life
My day starts with you and end with you
Every dream I dream you are always in it
_-Jairam Kshirasagar 

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