In Love...Again!

The flame fluttered
as winds threatened to drown light
into the infinite ocean of darkness
when her beautiful palms stood guard
transcending hope to the dying oil lamp.

the night reveled nothing of her
but just her face, blessed by illumination.
her bright palms looked like
she had owned the sun
her glittering eyes reflected the galactic aura

The amber-light reflected her forms;
A daughter, in her obedience,
A loving wife, in her commitment,
Mother, when she cared
A perfect women, in her completeness.

her face painted anxiousness
and she dissolved into the night
some other light, wanted hope?
winds brought the music of her chiming bangles
And the moment sipped elixir!

A glimpse of her radiance
embossed in my heart
such that, every time I remember
the lamp, the light, the night
and the beauty
I fall in love...Again