some words,
written upon you
the needless ones
falling off
the sides of your lips
or from edges of,
the culverting eyes
thus acquiring symetrie
you tell me you from somewhere
I felt you were from venus
beauty in my lines are actually yours right now
I asked u
what do u do in ur life
you said I am a teacher
if teacher like you I would fail
teacher ,u r the mother of so many unwritten words
so fair in skin,
I would write a poetry on you
like a page of notebook blank
waiting to be written on
& read by a traveller poet
with your eyes closed
you guessing each word
of poetry written about you
don't take selfie with filter
coz filters aren't for you
your flawness skin
and poetic face
inspires a many words
each racing to grap a seat
closest to those lips,eyes ,neck
because that is where
the real poetry lives
magic is all yours
I only presenting it

Belkis
(spandhan) ❤thanks for your inspiration for me