My Muse

Setting sun stains everything orange
(She shines brighter than the Sun)
It sparkles crimson red just like her
Her voice her murmur
She speaks silence with her words
But there lies an ocean in her curls
Under the quietness of her skin
there are tales left untravelled
Iridescence as she is
Colours of her eyes waiting to be unravelled
A glimmer in her eyes like a trance
An angel without wings
Believe me its no extravagance
Her innocence singing symphonies
Her voice epitome of epiphanies
Like sugar melting into dark coffee
Her aura serene as she is
Setting the caged pigeons free
She is my muse don’t ask me “why?”
There is tranquillity around her with
fireworks throwing radiance in the sky

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