The-Sketch

By: Isolated Girl

Dense, dark woods of your hair

Lonesome-ness on face, yet fair

Your glittery eyes, crystal clear

Miles far away, still so near


Your lost visions,and deep looks

Mysterious smile like poetry of books

Glimpses of you, weaved my world

But you were an sketch!,somebody told


Now its time to shape you wholly

Breeze of your love, touches slowly

Desire of you throughout lingers

Innocent ,magical, ones are fingers


You are excited to be completed

To complete you,I am excited

Few more weeks to go my love

And we create our own globe !


#For the love of Arts!!!

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