Love Entranced Poem by sreelekha premjit

her love entranced steps
leave no foot prints
as she sprints
floating in the breeze

her joy not yet in bloom
is still felt
in the gush of spirit
the rush of joy

the secret misgivings
are a big hush-hush
look closely
you can read the floating fear in her eyes.

the love-lorn lass
the secret muse
the pretty young thing
whispering nothing

a pretty sight
rain drop in the desert
quenching the thirst of a parched soul

(venus despised her
happiness was always amiss
the sporadic spell of peace
never lasted long

the care and concern
she is blessed with
as love walks by
holding her close

lord, give her more
than is her due.
and in her joy
shall we rejoice)