In Beauty
By HRLuIn beauty you are plain,
But has a touch of loveliness,
And it all dimmed when,
Seeing has little chances.
\Many miles had crossed us apart,
And leave no sight of love,
Will the journey would be of short,
Oh yes it is, if it's for love.
\Few spoken words will be of love,
And the smile to show its charm,
The voice of love with that of dove,
Will keep the love's whisper, still so warm.
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