Sun drops
I cup my palms to hold warm sun drops
falling one by one while a sweet breeze
envelopes, embraces my being
fondling with the petals of my breath
tickling, melting my stony bones
casting velvet moulds of happiness
streaming its magical melody
through wet layers of my supple piano skin
spurting music of soul in fountains
till drops dissolve the salt of darkness
©Sunila…
Lyrical! Beautiful!
Thank you so much, Vineetha! 🙂
Magical,surrealistic verse !
Lots of thanks for your lovely comment, Vijay ji! 🙂
Mellifluous resonances captivate the unsuspecting reader’s attention.
Thanks a ton for your kind and humbling words, Louis Sir!
My heartfelt thanks for your delightful words, Louis Kasatkin Sir! 🙂