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by Mihir Deshmukh Oct 5, 2014
Black,like the darkest night,
still yet,are the most beautiful sight.
Like a portal to a world unknown,
her eyes seem to me,when they lock with my own.
And the gods bow,when that face lightens,
and the heavens shower flowers when she smiles.
Blowing away darkness,my life she brightens,
euphoria setting in for a while.
And my heat,it plays violin when she speaks,
from one corner,the cupid peeks.
And lost I get in a world not mine,
when through her hair,the sun shines.
There's fireworks when she calls my name,
I've gone insane and she's to blame.
Insane I've become,to unravel this enigma,
for I'm blown by her charisma.
by Dancing Rivers
Bea-you-tea-full!!!! What an enchanting poem, so ethereal and slightly surreal but oh so stunning.love the title :-)