11 Feb
Tenderness of your voice,
Moistens the wryness of crisp air
Fragrance adorning your silken curves-
An aroma that enlivens my breath
Depth of your emerald eyes,
Unravels the mystery of universe
But it’s the rhythm of your heart,
That fills me up- completes me!
©Vandana Bhasin
Linked to dVerse where De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) is hosting Monday Quadrille (a poem of exactly 44 words excluding title). De wants us to use the word ‘fill’ in the poem.
Ah, yes, that steady beat. Wonderful.
Thanks De!
There is nothing better than to live in the same beat.
So true ! It’s a blessing ☺️
I like how the eyes unveil the universe.
Eyes speak a deep language, do t they 🙂 Thanks Frank!