Music In Her Eyes

Her face shining like a moon in a subtle light,

An angel's voice and doe's eyes.

Like a harp playing on chords of heart,

I swear I saw music in her eyes.

Mildly soft and mildly hard,

She leaves a taste that's both sweet and sour,

She is stern when it's needed,

A women whose place cannot be succeeded.

A smile that warms all around,

A laugh so magical it brings stars on the ground,

The aura of a woman so dignified,

She walk everywhere with happiness surround.

She is eternity and with her flaws,

And yet around her despair dies.

I swear I have seen dance of lights,

I swear I have seen music in her eyes.

Dhrubjyoti