Her!

Her back, 
She appeared as her wings. 

Her eyes,
She showed the flames kept in it. 

Her jeans, shorts or any of clothes, 
Not just clothes, she showed her as a pearl hidden in the river. 

Her fingers, 
She showed as the waves move in the sea. 

Her Nails,
She showed that it was a stone peace that was part of the mountains.

Her Lips,
Well, it was a sweet poison, charming but dangerous.

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But why am I being told so much about her body parts,
She is not merely a body, she is a concrete work of God's creation.

She is a law of nature, a little dignity that has transformed her dreams into reality.

She is a kind of sunrise, she is the sadness of the moon, she is the harmony of long rivers, she is everything that is connected with nature.

She is completely independent like a butterfly.