Nothing is more joyous! ! ! ! !

It rained joy
splashed laughter
sparkled delight
when my love smiled at me.

The crank of a tree
shook its branches carefree
showering flowers
crackling up at her jokes.

The pretty butterfly, a passerby
stopped to watch the sight
settling down on her pink dress
sucked in some honey of her chest.

The bright and handsome sun
glowering from above
thought it fit to soften his glare
for he too fell in love with my beloved.

The breeze breezing by
held on to the end
of her tapering gown
as if maddened by lust.

And I stood transfixed
love’s ecstasy paralysing my senses
for I know nothing more joyous
than just to watch her be.

I know nothing more joyous
than just to watch her be.

 sreelekha premjit