Wading through the Zig-Zag Road
Caught a glimpse of her green Robe;
Held by the landscape, with a glossy knot
Her dress is beautiful was my first thought.
Like the water gushing down the hills
Her silky hairs which the wind blew in swirls;
As the sun from between the leaves showing bright
Her sparkling ear rings were a treat for my sight
Like the golden brown sands of the beach
Her chubby cheeks looked like apples and peach;
Star fish eyes and full lips like wine
Inviting me to make her mine
She, is just like love
Know only to the beating heart;
Beautiful, omnipresent yet strikingly absent
Except from preying eyes or a poets heart
~Narendra V Joshi
Sunday, September 19, 2010
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