Inamorata

how do i explain

those bursting bubbles;

the sudden happiness,

that profound surge of hormones;

a river of joy,

that triggered through my veins;

explosion of the sudden elation

like a rupturing tornado....

that engulfed my heart and soul,

first time when i beheld my angel.....

how do i explain

the soft voice of hers'

the enchanting, mesmerizing

tone of hers'

which like Nile through Egypt

quenched the thousand year thirst

deluging my drought inflicted ears

with the rain of her rosy voice

Utopian euphoria that i had painted

with the charm of her alluring voice

i wonder!! what made me quiet??

for all these years??

lingering images of her lovely face

the pitch of her voice

still echoes within my heart

and stirs my sleep;

the black of her eyes

still haunts my dreams

she is still the princess cute,my heart

and promise, she shall be until the very sunset.