Love of first sight,
Is it love
Or an attraction blind?
Eyes exclaim or Claim
Let me see
costly those clouds:
Up on the grounds.
Dewd-delicacy smoothens petals;
Breezing soft cools ponds; Yellow, yellow, sweet and slow;
Rays infant wobble to glow. Loved lips now lay at rest:
Lovely lips so at best!
Alas! How would I describe me?
Not a flash or lightening
or part of any solar system..
I am the sky. Not a wavy tide or ebb or any fierce fish, I am the sea.
It reminds me of the dam,
Where the Happy galloping waters clash;
In an ignorant effort to follow the impulse,
Surging within the heat of raining spring.