You, the ultimate beauty
I like it, when,
the sun smiles at me, mysterious and sublime,
the grass caresses me, the smell of sandy loam,
the breeze whispers in my ears, songs of woven fantasy,
the raindrops grace to pour, the nectar into my fallacy.
The momentary pulse reaps a thousand petals
of vibrant colours on my unwitting palate.
It sends ripples of ecstasy, beyond horizon,
radiates forth, every cell reborn.
I exhale laughter, confession so tender,
my intrinsic nature of selfless surrender.
The thin haze kisses my eyelids softly,
and in that mist, oblivious and dreamy,
I see you…
You: The ultimate beauty.
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