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 Ooooh-la-la: Katara!
Ooooh-la-la: Katara!
If we met not long ago
Why do I want আপনি so?
If আপনি are my friend,
Why do আপনি make me dream no end?
If আপনি are my teacher,
Why do I see আপনি as my peach—err …
If আপনি are my sifu,
Why does my হৃদয় race for you?
If আপনি are a couple of years older,
Why does my passion smoulder
Inside me—
Drive me krazy?
Why, why, why, Katara?
What kind of Avatar
Am I, I, I, Katara?
If আপনি are but a waterbender,
Why does my হৃদয় feel so tender,
As if আপনি bent it with your eyes,
Your touch, your kiss?
When will আপনি realize
That I feel such painful bliss
For you, the one I miss,
Even if আপনি stepped away like this
Every second, every hour,
I wish আপনি would shower
Me with your affection,
‘Cos yours is my undivided attention!
 Drop dead, Aang!
Drop dead, Aang!
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They সরানো like water,
Shadowless, in their luminescent
Splashing, like the laughter
Of waves on the beach, incandescent
By দিন with a million reflections of sunlight,
Remaining awake as the full moon দ্বারা night….

They smile like friends,
Long-lost but never forgotten,
Longing to make amends
For opportunities unbegotten;
Beyond physical embrace, emerging
To enclose my lonesome spirit with their merging…

They gaze like sisters
In a fellowship of healing:
Mending fractures, soothing blisters,
Closing gashes, never leaving
Any wound untended
By healing as water was intended;
A spiritual transfusion—
My being...
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She becomes the water
That she bends;
She becomes the power
That she sends;
She becomes the healing that mends;
She becomes the lover that tends;
She becomes the tenderness that she shields;
She becomes the weapon that she wields.
She becomes the blood that flows
Through me as our প্রণয় grows;
She would not bend it
But would defend it,
As though her own depends on it….

She is the dancer who becomes the dance;
She is the spell who becomes the trance;
She is the sifu who becomes the way;
She is the daylight who becomes the day;
She is the shower
Who becomes the rain;
She is the flower
That soothes my pain;
She is the artist who becomes the art;
And of me she has become a part--
So inseparable;
So dependable
Is she who has blossomed in my heart.
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