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She
By Anuj Bhardwaj
Her hair is like the winter fire
Her eyes are the perfect snowflakes
Every touch of her is softer than the feather
Her presence lightens up my day.
There is a mysterious lore in her eyes
They are just like ice
Being rigid as it is a little warmth melts them away.
Her voice is through the garden of roses just like the stream next to it.
By Anuj Bhardwaj