|digital art by ashok|
Was she a rainbow or was she an angel
Or Heaven itself in flesh?
A fragrance out of earth, I tell,
A spring where beauty rush!
She flowed or flew - I never knew,
For she scarcely rose her feet;
She moved like the dance of a breeze anew,
Her rhythm - my heart beat!
Far lovely than a cloudless night
With a million stars and moon;
There my woman, wondrously bright,
In a grace - her own!
A simple Smile stopped my breath,
I gasped to find my tone;
A careless look set fire the hearth;
I thought I’d follow soon!
Her Silence was so eloquent;
Please don't ask me how;
I understood every word, it went-
Love, Love and Love!
I must burst out at her lap,
One kiss and be done;
I threw myself... next what did hap?
I do remember none!
For, by my bed, with a swollen head,
I was all alone!
With eyes too red & a heart of Lead,
As usual all alone!
[This poem probably was written in 1994. One of my personal favorites and reading this always gives me a smile.]