gulab khandelwal selected poems
All through the night,
The dance went on with the orchestra.
Every time, when you stood up,
There was the same nimbleness in your feet
And the same tenderness in your eyes,
Only the partner had changed.
All through the night,
The dance went on with the orchestra.
Every time, when you stood up,
There was the same nimbleness in your feet
And the same tenderness in your eyes,
Only the partner had changed.