I ran around the neighbourhood,
Picked up flowers,
Made garlands,
Adorned your head.
That was the game and you love it,
For you never had to do the running
The picking,
The making,
The adorning.
You ran around the neighbourhood,
Picked up flowers,
Made garlands,
Adorned my head.
That was the game and I love it,
For you would not notice the eyes, wide, twinkling
The hands, wet, sweating
The cheeks, red, blushing
The heart beats skipping.
I dare say it was for love
If only you knew.
