She walks in the wind,
Like a sweet glitter over muffin,
She sweats the ocean with a cheeks so puffin.
Her feet bathed in sand,
scattering stardust across my homeland.
She grew her own roses,
and in the eras of stolen moments she poses.
She always smells like vacation,
caressing my forehead; ah! Salvation.
There she is, dancing by the moon,
Stars share envy, can’t help but swoon.
Blinking eyelashes, do not seem to bother
I am a lover of night,
And she’s in the sight
I’m drunk on love, forget being sober.
Those black, twinkling eyes!
Look at me, please, kill me twice!
Lost in thoughts, I slip a smile,
When she says with a sore throat;
Don’t forget the coat,
It’s cold outside.
I have never been into writing love poetries but, this man made me write. So, thank you Bharath for helping me with this poem. You are exceptionally wonderful and I am blessed that I am a part of your fan club😝