Hills Over Heart

 Hills Over Heart
 Arman Rashid

When you smile, it feels like morning light,
But the hills are even more beautiful in sight.
Your eyes are full of dreams and gentle grace,
But the mountain skies are a more peaceful place.

The day is hot, the night is cool,
Your touch is soft, but the hills rule.
Rain falls softly on the mountain land,
Your voice feels small next to nature’s hand.

Streams flow down with a gentle sound,
More peace is here than can be found.
The small huts whisper with a secret charm,
A warmth I cannot find in your arm.

Clouds come down on the mountain peak,
Your beauty fades, but the hills still speak.

People may change, and love may fade,
But the hills’ true beauty will never trade.