Her Marble Legs

Every move of her marble legs
Made millions to fly in dreams:
More than the winking of her eyes
The eyes of cameras flashed,
Capturing her every
Physiological parts;
Perhaps to magnify,
Touch, retouch and print
In every possible angles,
At last only to sell.

While entering into
Human seas,
Her minute sighs, smiles,
Blushes and all sexual moves
Were admired with zealous and jealous.

Everyone tried nearing,
Touching and kissing her:
She was a touch so near
But miles far away,
And her untouched virgin heart
Was a world far away.

Oh she knew that all these were
Until her skin got a shrink,
Until these fickle minds
Turned to another pair of silky legs,
When tears rolled down secretly
Without camera flashes.

Her Divine Song
I beheld her divine song
In crimson, yellow and azure.
The color emanated from
The beauty of her deepest soul:
There flowed the aroma of rose,
The gentle touch of magic breeze,
The bite of cherry and chill of ice.
It brought me visions of floating kites,
Gushing silver falls,
Green and silky landscapes
And fluorescent sillalhoutes.
I mingled with color,
Fragrance, sweetness and touch
To soar high, high in the universe
With all my comrades:
Birds, flies and plants;
To reach inside me;
To wonder all the colors,
Forms, notes and fragrances:
All like diadems, unraveled,
Glistening deep inside me.