'My Lady' Poem by volence patel

Entrap an existence
where the clouds brisk your face
where the sun always shines
where the winds glory trace,
Conclude 'OVERWHELMED'
to a defining stage
where a walk in the clouds
towards eternal strays-
'till a horizon of 'JOY'
breaks across the skies
and astonishing beauty
'BEDAZZLES' ones' eyes.
Esfume all your essence
to the air one breathes
'till it turns to a necessity
that one needs to live,
piece-out of your warmth
its indulging flare
so that the ardor it rays
upon one is glared,
and air-out the emotions
that within spring forth
the benignant care
towards your precious forms.