Concealing in a corner,
his eyes direct their rays on the stage.
She's a conspicuous camellia,
each petal, each part blooms with splendour.
What a melodious voice, as raindrops of spring,
tenders even the toughest rock.
The ice is melting within his heart,
a power has set a spark.
Her hair is honey and eyes are dew,
he can neither resist nor flee.
Being a nobody and looking at a star,
just want to be a leaf
and strengthen her grace.

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