I am a poetic mirror

I am a poetic mirror

Like a mirror capturing the image of my love

I catch her into words and display

Whether the mirror is thrilled or not

I am thrilled no end to catch her in all glory

My heart captured her to keep her there forever

From the heart she has gone into my memories

Heart begins to beat sweetly on lap taps

Memories turn sweeter as she stays in the mind

She makes my days and nights wonderful

She is my golden girl, angel and darling

She is my prizeless prize catch

She is my good luck , the best luck ever

She is the most beautiful, most wonderful

Buoying up my spirits  high,high and high

Her eyes sparkle and twinkle like stars

Her face glows radiant on her own lights

Dark or light she glows and flows

Her pouting honey lips are doors to heavens

A mystic delight holding me spell bound

She moves with lithe and grace

Carrying her golden body in trice

She speaks like melodies in flow

A perennial music rings in the ears

She is honey, music ,a visual delight

My poetic mirror goes on capturing her

Tirelessly, incessantly, most pleasantly

Dedicating all that captured to her

With all the thankfulness and pleasure

She stays on, mirror goes on, story rolls on!

-Mohan Sanjeevan