The evening sky adorns her finery best,
Bids him adieu, as now the ruler rests,
Closes its eyes, mimicking an inky blue,
Creases it straightens for the ruler new,
With stars it adorns, and the jasmine white,
Waits all still, till he blooms in sight,
Her identity lost in the infinite blue,
Yet she rejoices, as he glows in her hue,
Isn’t devotion, love, too a colour blind?
You glow, I rejoice, though unseen, I stand behind.
Terrific poem, my dear. Loved it. Such a beautiful portrayal of unconditional devotion. 💚💚💚
Beautiful imagery!
Awesome imagery
Ahhh! How beautiful.💚💚💚