Painting Arora

Her lips hold secrets

that her smile uncovers,

Whispers of a paradise

known only by lovers.

Her stare holds a galaxy

of endless allure,

Eyes have never

shined a blue so pure.

I’m bemused within

her radiant gaze,

Captured by dimples

held in a pink haze.

Lustrous locks

tease her complexion,

Falling strands

of luminous perfection.

Her bones are an easel

for her body’s display,

So elegantly fashioned,

Such grace to convey.

Her every breath is

a wonder to explore,

And every glance is

designed to implore.

I’m adrift within

her beauty unbound.

I am wandering…

Unable to be found.