His

Wandering in the lonely alleys of braj;
The girl had nothing but an undying urge.
Gentle breeze cascaded past by
as they whispered,
She was his and others were a lie.

- 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶.