Parted lips
and closed eyes; she resembles
an ellorine sculpture
ever so serene; it
appears as if
she is lost
in some land unknown
though so close
One could almost hear her breathe
Curls float along her neck
the slow western breeze
adds
for the color
to this perfect moment; this
magnificence
in this ever-so-imperfect world.
--
Anant Dhavale
© Anant Dhavale
(I have used the word Ellorine to allude to the incredible Ellora caves)
