She is the moon of my eyes


She is the moon of my eyes

I don't know why does she always remain innocent
Without saying anything she teaches me one thing,
Even if she is nearby then also don't know
Of what thing she is unaware of,
By coming closer, she makes me feel heavenly
She is my heartbeat, but apart from that,
She is the queen of the angels.
I am a great traveler and she is a deep corner,
She is the part of my heart, Voice of my heart
and she is only the moon of my eyes.

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