I love you

Your messy wet hair,
You are wearing yellow sari.

Your earrings,
You feel sweet and heavy

A branch tied to your hand,
Theft of your colors.

I'm flying a matching fan,
Tickling love.

Red vermilion on your scalp,
Your Kajal filled eyes.

You're so beautiful,
I am Kabbalah.

Your sweet talk,
The flute plays in my soul.

When you call me,
I ran away.

All your whims,
It makes me think too.

Involved in every whim,
Happiness in one of your chills.

The sound of anklets on your feet,
Your lips are full of smiles.

You are seizing me,
I love you