a poem by Swati

Your hair is like a forest after a storm
With trees blown every possible way
Yet, perfect in its beauty of imperfection.
Your eyes are Lakes of Shining Water
With expressions clear and true
Reflecting the depths of your heart.
Your lips are red as the Rose of Eden
That bloom into a smile on a sunny day.
Your skin steals its glow from the sun
Contrasting with your eyes, which are starry nights.
Your smile is like the sun on a rainy day,
Your words like dew on a misty morn.
You are PERFECTION incarnate
In human form born.

With all these beauties you have
Is it a wonder then
That I am in love with you
And hoping that you love me too?