If ever I paint you
I will, with my eyes
Coz my brush won't do justice
To your luminosity
If ever I frame you
I will
With my heart
With all my love
Those glittering eyes of yours
That hold the stars of the universe
The delicious lips that cradles the moon
How can I ever dye them in colors
When you are enshrouded in mystery
I have realized
I cannot capture you
Neither in words
Nor in colors
For you are poetry in itself.
©LR
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