Diversity is beauty
Tall, dark and handsome…the quintessential image of the charming stranger that sweeps the proverbial romance heroine off her feet; yet the heroine is always fair, lithe and dainty.
Let me not to the marriage
of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever- fixed mark
That looks on tempests and
is never shaken.
I fell in love with the way her eyes
shone when she laughed.
I fell in love with the way she liked
The smell of irises and old books.
I fell in love with all the small things.
I fell in love with her eyes and they
never let me go.
I fell completely, utterly,
madly in love with you.
If I could, I would catch shooting stars
Right from the heavens so that you could gaze upon them everyday.
I would make a bouquet of a hundred
dandelion heads so that you may have a thousand wishes.
I would spin gold and moonlight to give
You starry wings….
He held me in his arms so close,
I could hear his steady heartbeat.
“I love you”.
And in that whisper,
I heard the roar of a thousand promises.
Photo: Sazzad Ibne Sayed
Make-up: Farzana Shakil’s Makeover Salon
Styling: Sonia Yeasmin Isha