When my eyes <br /> <br />For the first time <br /> <br />Chanced upon your eyes <br /> <br />Haven’t I seen <br /> <br />A familiar flutter in the lashes? <br /> <br />Yes, I’ve known <br /> <br />The zigzag pieces <br /> <br />Trying to arrange themselves <br /> <br />In different combinations <br /> <br />Into a perfect symmetry of <br /> <br />Ethereal grace, translucent beauty <br /> <br />Till the flutter of this moment <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />No more will people call me mad <br /> <br />As when I went about <br /> <br />Sketching in the thin air <br /> <br />My blunt fingers trying in vain <br /> <br />To give you a form <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />How I wish <br /> <br />This mortal skin was all eyes! <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I’ve not known love <br /> <br />Is this...? <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Not to indulge in the polemics <br /> <br />Of whether it’s human or divine <br /> <br />I simply know <br /> <br />It as beyond the skin confines! <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Each flutter made the long sown seeds <br /> <br />Crack open, sprout and bear buds <br /> <br />The latent buds bloomed into flowers <br /> <br />Of unsurpassable hues together throwing up <br /> <br />One unique scent that’s you <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I bathe in the perfume <br /> <br />In my primordial glory… <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />05 Apr 2011 <br /> <br />08.20hrs<br /><br />indira babbellapati<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-poem-of-love-on-a-spring-morning/
