The Beauty of my Beloved

The Beauty of my Beloved had happened THAT day,

All in the flicker of an eyelid

She was made by Him above

He who’s an artist true to work,

Astonishingly brave with His curves and creations flamboyant.

She – His most exquisite creation.

With charming grace unavoidable to the eye

All elements of her physique in absolute harmony

She, who can capture every heart of a human,

Bringing a feeling of ecstasy in him.

With plentiful curls flirting around her neck,

To necessarily mention, a skin that glitters as fine as gold

A face, which is embedded with crystal eyes that could see through . . .

. . . Giving an ultimate touch of tenderness to anyone who gazes.

Lips that could never have been more seductive

Cheeks – an ensemble of more richness than ever

Fingers and toes they shine like velvet

All this in shades of sandalwood with a tinge of pink – the color of love

To hold this tender make of the Almighty

He’s given her a neck as slender as a tuft of silk

Her beauty doesn’t end there

It goes on and on and on . . .

. . . a journey not to end.

Could she be a princess, an angel or just my dream?

Her inner beauty sure to be told:-

She knows how to love,

She knows how to care,

She knows how to willingly share

A special someone whom I would feel luckiest to possess.

Her looks enchanting me

Her soothing words healing every pain in my heart

Her helping hand solving all my problems

I’m not sure dear NATURE

Is she really a reality?

I want to be with her alone in the darkness of night,

She who’s very bright;

In my life is the guiding light

Always surely right.

A person whom I love,

A person for whom I care,

A person for whom I can give anything,

just anything,

even myself,

my whole self

Wrapped complete in the Beauty of my Beloved.