The Revival [Poetry] [Completed]

39. Person.

I have imagined you
a million times till now
in my head;
your black curly hair
Complementing your God damn face,
your French beard
giving me hangovers of you
even more than beer,
your black twinkling eyes
giving you the perfect outlook
on which my eyes are continuously hook,
your typical boyish smile
making my throat can the juice of bile,
and on your white complexion
Your black contradicting t-shirt,
but it's not the "appearance" on which I fall for,
honestly it's the "person" having them.

Author's Note:
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~Shasha