Fallen

I stroke my fingers in the sky
Painting your lips
With the colours of the sinking sun.
I raise high and twirl
growing wings of a butterfly.
You heave me down, close to your chest
Holding me by waist.
I swim, i float
Like a dolphin in your eye.
Your eyes, brimful, dribbling love
That roll down your cheek,
Like the morning rainpour
Held by plumeria leaves
Drops down to my face
‘The potion of evergreen mirth’
I swallow
And immerse into you
winning every treasure
i could ever possess.

©Artwork by Anjali

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