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There she stood, Like an artist's muse. Holding a

There she stood, Like an artist's muse. Holding a lantern in one hand, Sheilding her face with her hand, from the rain. The rain water dripping from her thick black tresses, She had an unusual calmness about her, When she spoke, words scented with lavender wafted in the air around her. Such was her beauty, the belle of the county, Who had no dearth of suitors. Princes, wealthy men, scholars, Noble men of reputed rank. Yet, she yearned for something, She could never explain. Only he knew, what her silence spoke.. She was a Goddess... ©Lakshmi Menon The Goddess #aestheticthoughts #beautyiseverywhere
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Lakshmi Menon

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The Goddess #aestheticthoughts #beautyiseverywhere #Poetry

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