Her Shy
Her brown eyes,
When the sun ray first seen.
Her crispy smile,
For what I died for every been.
Her smooth cheeks,
As cloud passing through mountains.
Her creamy lips,
Because they are certain.
Her cloudy hairs,
Shade for me in uncertain rains.
Her shy,
Ever never can't be forgotten by veins.
Copyright © Meetkumar Tailor | Year Posted 2022
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