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I stand dumbfounded feeling for words
Which lurk at hidden peripheries of thought,
Like lovers cheating, prowling palace guards
On ramparts balance totter , tumble not.

That chance encounter with you out of the blue
Has left a tuneful, fierce resonance,
That wild skirmish, errand picturesque
That flawless feeling, wily exuberance.

Like tendrils of a vine to me still cling,
Like many sparkling invaluable emeralds
Are held by necklace, locket, wedding rings
What sweet splendored music it heralds!

With what tentative steps they move Oh! boy,
And what wild chances take and means employ.

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