You Lives In Me Poem by shubham sutar

After so many days.
my eyes are watching your face.
I noticed u haven't changed.
your imperfect curly hairs.
and complexion fair.
small eyes like a deer.
I try to seek someone like you.
I got nothing you're so rare...

people say you will never get her.
there are fewer options when you're already standing on the spur.
I told them I don't want something which already lives in me.
how can I look for someone else,
when I have you to see...