Sun-like
bindi when you wear,
Smear lips with colours of dawn,
Swirling
hairs like blue-sea tides
Enter my red, tender heart.
Velvet
like, soft-skinned hands
When I touch my visage,
Bright
orange like marigold -
A volcano of affection erupts.
Delving
deep into blue eyes
I find silver pearls of love-
Close them
tightly,
I want to remain till eternity.
Sonorous
sounds of words you whisper
Put me to sleep–
Dreaming of you
sailing a ship
To a green island of peace–
we
negotiate the precious price
Of sublime blunder–
we
commit each night–
Your letters–
Scriptures carved in
turquoise leaves of belief
Never go yellow and fall off
On
the island of spring
Where the orange sun rises and sets
With a sacred crimson on your forehead.