My eyes can see,
This colourful world,
And also the "colour-changing" world.
Still remember when someone said,
That sunlight suits my eyes and
They look-like infinite pool of honey.

My hands can feel,
The warmth of fire,
And also the "frosty" ice.
Still remember when someone said,
My hands feel like cotton and
Holding them gives satisfaction.

My lips can smile,
To someone known,
And also to someone, who was "once-known".
Still remember when someone said,
That my lips form a perfect bow and
It makes many hearts twinkle.