That Beautiful Lady
So much I have felt for you in my heart
Why am I not good enough for you?
If I am not suitable for you, then what is going to make me perfect for you?
Perfection, I truly wish to achieve, just so you can be happy with me
My joy is in my imagination, which never halts itself
The flow of it is constant and never ends my desire to create something picturesque through words or with drawings, which I sketch to impress the one I loved the most.
My weakness is her and still through my feelings I wish to touch her heart again
In my dreamland, she is
That beautiful lady is actually you.
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