To the one whose smile has no metaphor
And eyes have no lie,
To the one whose hair is like no simile
And voice as clear as sky, three words:
You are beautiful...
To the one whose laugh is contagious
And charm, infectious
To the one who cares like a mother
And loves like a lover, four words:
You make Earth beautiful...
To the one whose aura bewitches me
And talks transcend me,
To the one who takes me to places no one else can
And understands things unsaid, five words:
You make me believe in magic...
That's six words. But logic takes a backseat because you must to be a dream...
And eyes have no lie,
To the one whose hair is like no simile
And voice as clear as sky, three words:
You are beautiful...
To the one whose laugh is contagious
And charm, infectious
To the one who cares like a mother
And loves like a lover, four words:
You make Earth beautiful...
To the one whose aura bewitches me
And talks transcend me,
To the one who takes me to places no one else can
And understands things unsaid, five words:
You make me believe in magic...
That's six words. But logic takes a backseat because you must to be a dream...
---Rakshit Nair
2 comments:
Naiceee.
Thank you :)
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