When You Walk They Bounce, A Love Poem Poem by Ravi Kopra

Pomegranates, red ruby faced
layer by layer red ruby faced
sweet but a little sour at times
man has nibbled on for its taste
of delicious dark red juice.

The fruit of my life is you
with two pomegranates, lovely and soft
sweetest of anything I've ever tasted,
their sourness I never feel,
for me you hold them near your heart.
Dear to my heart are your two poms
I nibble and suck them as I please
for sweetness and thrive on them daily
like baby bees in the honey comb.

When you walk they bounce
but when you ride your horse
they bounce most of all in the air.

Up and down they dangle, they sway
take people's breath away
transfixed they stay on their paths
while you, prancing up and down
on the saddle, with a whip in your hand,
your hair flowing in waves in air,
your broad smile beaming as sunlight,
you come and go in an instant
on your stallion, arabian horse.

And people wonder was it a dream,
was it you or some houri from heaven
who came and went away in a moment,
stealing their hearts in an instant
leaving them there on the road side
zombie like, with wide open mouths and eyes.