Who Am I?
I am
The red ripe apple of the sinful tree,
The honey suckle of the bumble bee.
The pink blushed rose Of the secret garden,
The stubborn spoilt lass,never in pardon.
The youngest daughter of the honeyed sun.
The castle dream girl in Sands Of fun.
The jealous lover of the crescent moon,
The blowing Wind in strong monsoon.
The first white swan in the silver lake,
The seizmic tremor of each earthquake.
The scarlet love bird on each window pane,
The falling tear drop of crystal rain.
The candle's flicker of each passionate flame,
The Mystery!mademoiselle,madam,or dame?
The Copper butterfly in each Serene Meadow,
The Sunday church girl in White snow's shadow.
The brown eyed maiden of deep blue Seas,
The pretty Woman of soft strawberries.
The old fashioned lady in sweet proposal,
The gold stringed harp in music's motion.
The colored Smile on rainbow's face,
The flamenco dancer covered in lace.
The little Mermaid in pirates'streams,
The wafting wave in glittered gleams.
The twinkling Star Of black silk skies,
The lanterne light Of fire flies.
The Cindirella in glass slippers,
The happy verse of each romance.
The grown up baby who easy cries
The grown up lady who easy smiles.
The wishing feather of a flying free dove,
The Veiled young lady in the 'Power Of love'.
Charma
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