NATURES BEAUTY

In the middle of a lavish green meadow...

Resting her head softly on my lap...
Stretches her beautiful sculpture elegantly on its side
On the blades of lush green...
Nature is truly and undoubtedly beautiful...

Because...

Evening breeze turns beautiful...

When it creeps into her tresses
Competing with my sifting fingers
Wagging the curls at the side of her pink ears
And stroking the silky strands on my face...

When it gently blows away the edge of her saree

Which flutters with rhythm of my racing heart
To enhance the beauty of her secrets
And sway my mind which is already perturbed...
Evening breeze turns beautiful.

The setting sun becomes beautiful...

When its golden streaks filter into her locks
Which are winnowed by my fingers and wafted...
Playing hide and seek through long strands
And casting gold and grey shades on my face...

When it gold-plates her creamy and seamless skin

And displays curviness with light and shade
Which makes her feel my warm breath
And thoughts drowning deep somewhere...
The setting sun becomes beautiful.

The lush green blades look beautiful...

When her slender fingers spread and play with them
While five of mine play with her waving hair
And the other five crawling aimlessly somewhere...
Both of us drifting far away but together in a fairy dream...

When her ankles and feet strut out to expose a little

Like soft butter sticks embedded on green velvet
And tender tips of grass contending to kiss them gently...
Her impression on greenery crafting a beautiful art...
The lush green blades look beautiful.

Nature is truly and undoubtedly beautiful.