LHASA LASS
Lhasa lass plumb glowing like gloaming,Innocent, pretty and charming smiles sparkling.
Tripping high and low on plateaus pastures,
Walked softly Oh! I uttered.
Softly my inner voice endear ensures.
Cloudlet chasing her in same tripping rhythm;
In her long hair, her breast tied with golden ribbon.
And everybody's heart she gently seizes,
Lhasa lass spirit of beauty lies in my gazing eyes.
Poetry by Tsewang Dorjee9
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Written on 2007-05-08 at 06:32
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