The tremors of unstated desires,
The guile of unwarranted expectations,
The trembling agog of unfathomable lust,
The epitome of unexplainable allure,
You are that defines the acme of concupiscence.
The serenity of the morning mist,
The hues of the dusky skies,
The clamor of the daylight,
The calmness of the twilight,
You are what life fervently beacons for.
The daring of fearless nomads,
The incredulity of panoramic astral,
The bewilderment of ocean abyss,
The boldness of mountainous tracts,
You define what nature beholds.
The grace of a racing antelope,
The pride of the rising sun,
The purity of a gentle breeze,
The fragrance of flowery hills,
You are the potion that the world wants to devour.
You are the raindrop that meddles with soil,
petrichor raising gently making hearts to moil,
The colors of rainbow define your being,
You are a free-spirited anima with a soul that is clean.
Your smile can make anyone’s day,
Your suave can make the hermit sway,
People commit sin on your name,
And detest their world and earned fame,
You don’t know what you can do,
An ode to a lady of miracle,
Every shade of yours is Sui Generis “signature you“.
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