In tiptoeing tiny steps br I came to you br to pluck your soul. br br You found me, hugged, br kissed, squeezed my lips. br br Then.. br plucked your soul to give me br and the moon smiled. br br (True love experience is always a mystery. br “The smile of the moon” - the mild golden light of the moon that falls in the garden on the riverbanks was always mysterious for me) .br br Dr.