Exquisite

April 6, 2020 by Usha Pisharody 6 Comments

The dew on a spider’s web

Diamond bright; short-lived.

 

That first shot-

Bending over the horizon,

The blush-pink sun.

A new bride

Yet to grow, and rule.

 

Just as exquisite is that

Sliver you drive

Carefully, ever so carefully

Slathered with love

So your eyes seem to say

Right into my heart

Easing it bit by aching bit

With all that you don’t say.

 

Exquisite, the tremor

Of the dew-like drop

Latched to the quivering lashes

Before taking the plunge.

 

So exquisite,

I’m spoiled for any less fare.

 

20 April, 2017

Day#20 of #Napowrimo, 2017 – National Poetry Writing Month 2017

(Reposted on 6 April, 2020, as the Day 6 of #NaPoWriMo2020) – Yep cheat post 🙂