You would spend more time
To deck your self up for summer spring nights,
You would wear lemon peels
All over your face,
You would match up your cotton block prints
With songs of baul singers,
Your ear rings would become stars
Of lucid poetic evenings,
You would stretch your legs on grass
You would like a dryad the time pass,
By your feet would sprout little lilies,
And a chaplet would you probably wear,
Spring summer would come then here,
That I know,
That I know.
Thursday, March 20, 2014
Spring summer collection
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