Natural

The moonlit beach . . .
Her nearness to him . . .
The effect of champagne . . .
The sound of each other's breath . . .
The sweet feeling of touch,
Smell and life of the beloved.
Her heart was haywire--
His, short-circuiting--
Self-control was in the air.
The birds decided to play music.
The nightingale, cuckoo and kingfisher--
Nature's best orchestra.
The thorn bird singing heartily,
While the dove induced musical harmony,
The harmony of two loving souls--
Blending into one.
Now, that's paradise.
Dawn only increases pleasure--
Makes the wildest events Real!
Shivangi Vyasulu
Copyright ©2005 Shivangi Vyasulu

I wrote this Jan 2000 when I was studying for my board exams.