THIRTY-FIVE

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'To The Beautiful You'

Your gaze is deeper than the whole oceans combined.
Your voice is warmer than the weather in a summer holiday.
Your initial which I wear on my neck proudly not because you own me but because you're part of me.
Your beauty is like the night breeze brush against my skin,always there but never seen.
Your face is like an art that unfolds thousands of stories that will always be my favourite piece.
Your smile is like the poetry that I wrote,the one that I repeatedly read without ever getting bored.
Your eyes are as if they're holding the earth,bluer than the sky,but not greener than the mountains,not close to the brownish soil.
Your mind is like the entire universe and whatever within it,beautiful but can never be truly understand.
Your lips are the brush to my painted skin.
Your hands are the chest to my heart which the key you hold.
Your words are sweeter than honey,soothing than the colour of blue.
You are the blood in my veins,the oxygen that I breathe.

tamat.

-2023

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