sitting under moonlight
her face turns to pink 💗
her eyes filled with pearls
just like dew on flowers 💐😌
I want to suck that cheeks
from which shyness dips
her face just like beautiful spring day
her hair just like breeze in may
her lips are shiny because of
her people called me rhymy
you are my inspiration for writing ✍
you are my imagination for writing ✍
everybody ask who is she but I keep the
secret what is between you and me
I want to love you want to merge
in you
my every word starts with you ends with you and dedicated for you

main izzhar nahi kar sakta isliye to log kaayar khte hain main tuzhe bayaan kar sakta hu isliye to SHAYAR khte hain
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