Sweet , shy and innocent, a girl having Golden curls sat beside me...
Having a beautiful white outfit, a precious crown on her head, seeing which I could not resist...(2)
I just turned towards her and looked in her blue eyes and they were feast, they were...
She started talking on that evening and the only onlooker, The moon was shining over us; and it's light reflected our shadow in the poised lake...
Her presence near the River made me shiver..
cold winds shivered us too...
To protect from it we tightly hugged...and felt healed...
Her golden curls gave me warmth,
Her curls gave me another shield...
I just removed my jacket and warmed her with it...
She put her head on my shoulder, tightly hold my hand...and seeing at each other with love, affection our eyes closed...
