A Beautiful Soul Poem by Paras Saxena

I secretly adore the mole on her right cheek
And the corner of her lips when she smiles,
For a blush, how her face is so meek,
For her smile might deceive with lies
But her eyes always expose the truth
That heart of mine seeks,
Is in the middle of the maze of her heart.

That beautiful face with the shine of moon
Not arrogant, but serene and aesthetic
Those cheekbones as they swell in a chortle
With the symphony of her voice is poetic
She walks as a graceful deer
And flies like a dauntless eagle
Her presence is exhilarating and magnetic.