And your head in the crook of my arm
For those dream weddings with green sarees
And the burning sun of memory laden vermillion
Those walks, those parts of your heart
You left with mine under the stars,
For morsels that will fill a thousand births to come
Tears and songs, for skin, for lips, for hands and feet
For each of these, I can thank you tomorrow
But this deathless life that you leave me with
Here and now, peerless prince, I bow to you
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