The gleaming morning is revelling

refreshing,

re-imagining the nuances of love.

The Sun is up the mountain peaks

glinting through the dense bushes

On to her ruddy cheeks

behold

my love , my only lovesome love

pretty perky to look at

tripping jostling by the rushes

Torqueing like a bristling dove

carrying that perennial smile

spinning at spectacular speed

lithe

swift-footed gracefully agile.

scantily attired holding my hand

lustily moving on the grassy land

‘Ooop’ a splash in the lake

swam across wrinkled waves

    deep passionately underneath

          lapping up to our clenching teeth

 sensuously in tight clasp

      like fishes like birds we make

love .

          The Setting Sun scatters its rays on

           waters of the Yercaud lake azure

blue

creating a crimson cool hue

       demurely she walked through lagoons

beckoning me to emerald woods

 pretty perky dear one

   my only lovesome love

bristling like a dove

    in this gleaming morning

so

revelling refreshing.