They say that love can't see,
Love is blind,
If that's the reality,
Being called blind, I don't mind.
I've fallen in love with you in the truest sense,
Not for your status in the society,
Neither for your outer loveliness,
But for your inner beauty.
I love you the way the sun loves the moon,
With you my soul is ever in tune.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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