My Dear

My Dear 

There can't be any lady like her:

Whose eyes are like an endless sea

Staring at it freezes thee.

Whose lips are like reddy rose

God's perfect creation shows;

Whose face is like a beautiful moon

Watching who is itself a boon!

In heart, she is my beloved dear.

Though I am not known to you

You live thousands of miles away

Where the lands meet the blue

Still, I am saying this;

Saying this without a delay

Will you be my miss?