Rehearsal of a Call

Why lightning strikes
your pink lips. It was a unique hit
to challenge the brown eyes.

Under the blue moon, the sex cult
was incomparable. I was to unfollow me.
Leaving the pain was a miracle.

When you shut your eyes,
the sky falls and the mountain melts.
The bridge automatically builds.

The connection of nature with mind or appearance is beautifully depicted, Satish jee!

Padma , Hyderabad