Again after ages …

Bonne Fille


Slender waist swaying through sheen silk

Silently running through mossy woods

The soft and sharp smell of damp soil and leaves

Hiding behind the trees to tease the bewitched eyes

Catching his attention with a mischievous smile

Subdued by the burble of a waterfall beside

A green rock draped with the green silk folds

Rose lips smiling at the pink little flowers

Being tied to her ankles by the love of her life




A sweet blooming face deep doe eyes

Looking at her love’s sumptuous smile

Their laughter in unison with the babble of stream

The silver satin hanging through her curves

Reflections playing with their supple fingers

As he bends forward and takes her hand

Slowing sliding through her fingers a ruby band

© Jaya Singh

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