"You know, I did lie to you a bit", her voice in the middle of the night did put him through a vortex. A moment's pause later, her deep gaze into his eyes unwavering, she continued.
"With each time I expressed myself, I felt I cheated a bit"; the more the statements, more indeed was his confusion and yet constant around, his smile.
"After all", she said, "is it not the water lily that blooms at the sight of the moon?"; his face a bit brighter now seeing where she was headed.
"With every time your calling mine face the moon, my dear", she paused, "you should address my eyes lilies, not the lotus, I fear", she smiled, as he completed.