You are the brightest star of my entity
glimmering the scintillant of love,
galored with so much heed and homage,
assenting to a sheer elegance of Disko Bay
and being mysterious in its own kind.
The lexemes you enunciate
showers me from tip to toe
carving out over my timidity
like the milky way scabbard
the wild blue yonder with stars
so magnificent and glittering
to venerate.
You are that sun
locked up with that halcyon sun-dust,
puffed up with the beauty of Bleeding-heart
a rarefied and unparagoned to be found,
Like the endless stretch of Lavender
across the Provence, which amplify
the beauty of charismatic smell it owns,
You fold me with the your
sweet smell of sun-dust, which
mold me the prettiest of all.
I am prerogative enough
that your sun-dust is brushed
over my soul,
like the flowers are unfurled in
the City of Gardens to glow.
Ayesha Khalid
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