WHY I FEEL SOMETIMES THAT

WHY I FEEL SOMETIMES THAT

I AM THE LIPSTICK

LYING ON YOUR LIPS

EVERYTIME YOU MOVE THEM

I DO NOTHING WITH THEM BUT LICKS.

WHY I FEEL SOMETIMES THAT

I AM THE MASCARA

BORDERING AROUND YOUR EYELASHES

WITH EACH BLINKING OF YOURS

I JUST EXPAND YOUR FLASHES.

WHY I FEEL SOMETIMES THAT

I AM THE BANGLES

REVOLVING IN YOUR SLIM WRIST

WITH EACH TINKLET OF THOSE

I FIND THE ENTIRE WORLD COMING TO THE REST.

WHY I FEEL SOMETIMES THAT

I AM THE GARLAND

SPUN IN YOUR LONG HAIR

WITH EACH JOSTLE OF IT'S BUN

I FIND THE UNIVERSE EVEN MORE FAIR.

WHY I FEEL SOMETIMES THAT

I AM THE NOSERING

DANGLING IN YOUR NOSE

WITH EACH WARM BREATH

I FIND YOU COMING TO EXPOSE.

WHY I FEEL SOMETIMES THAT

I AM THE EARRING

DANCING IN THE LOBES

NO SOONER DO YOU SWAY

THAN A SHY CAPTURES DOVES.

WHY I FEEL SOMETIMES THAT

I AM THE SWEAT

ON YOUR BARE BREASTS

WITH EACH UP AND DOWN

I AM THE JOY ON CRESTS.

WHY I FEEL SOMETIMES THAT

I AM THE ANKLET

TIED AROUND YOUR LEGS

NEVERTHELESS YOU MOVE THEM

EVENTHE GOD CRAVES FOR BEG

WHY I FEEL SOMETIMES THAT

I AM THE SAREE

WRAPPED AROUND YOUR CURVACEOUS WAIST

WHENEVER YOU TIE AND UNTIE IT

I GET A CHANCE TO KISS IT MOIST.

WHY I FEEL SOMETIMES THAT

I AM THE BINDI

ON YOUR FOREHEAD

EACH TIME YOU FACE THE MIRROR

I FACE ALL OVER YOUR SHADE.