The Hidden Beauty

In pixels, I cant express
The beauty of the place.
Only when the air blows
Through the hair, can one realize
Paradise is where the heart is
Heart is where the love is.
Love is where we are
Silent talks
And hushy breaths
Winking stars
And the shining moon
Singing breeze
And dancing trees.
Love is where we smile
Rummaged hair
And aligned heartbeats.

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