You are Morning..

Your face, it reminds me of the freshness in the air

The cherry blossom cheeks of the winter

Your eyes find me in the series of dreams I am yet to finish

Wanderlust I feel, and the reality that lies in yonder.

Your hair flows like the strings of every moment of the day

I could keep looking at and just sigh,

Your lips curated to fill the day with charm

Only if I could kiss them, I just wonder.

~ Aman

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