Just your face : couplet
Futile is the sun to a heart in awe
And trivial is the moon's cosmic fame
All these voices are nothing but noises
These Flowers are like invisible stars
For what's it that the universe contain
Nothing... but your face to keep me sane
Only your voice brings exceptional joy
Only your lovely smile can make me fly
Syllable count: 10 per line
27th July, 2020
Edited to write it in couplet form for:
Joy Poetry contest sponsored by Regina
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