A dreary path painted white,
Tall oak trees dusted with snow,
Shimmering auroras that glow,
Cold breeze that numbed me,

Made my emotions into words,
Wrote a letter with adoration,

Her vision melted me softly,
As she walked, camellias bloomed,
Her hair is like a gloaming sky crowned with the crescent moon,
Her tone filled the hushed night with the symphony,
Her serene smile cascaded ecstasy,
With an aura of tranquility,

An elegantly sculptured statue of peace,
Veiled with shyness,
Engraved her in my heart,
She, pure and divine,
Dragged me to the seventh heaven,
My infatuation.

© silent_soul
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