juicy lips.

all the stones around

are not precious,

all other beauty do not equal 

the beauty of your reciting eyes.

all other words and lines

are not as musical as your words,

all other tastes are not as sweet

as your beautiful spilling juicy lips.

virgin tamil gave

the divine epic Thiruvasagam,

your sweet one word will turn 
the hard stone into tasty ripe fruit.

your fluttering twinkling eyes

always say yes yes

oh, your beautiful eyes !
is it not?

your nonexistant creepery hip

sway and convey no, no

oh, your lightning hip !

is it not?

Devi Sita as visualised

by poet Kamban,

is she not your mother ?

beautiful Sakuntala

seen by Kavi Kalidas,

is she not your daughter ?

are you not the same young lady,

graceful Amaravathi

loved and embraced by Ambikapathi ?

with the passing of time

for the great poets,

your beauty and grace

 will ever stand as inspiration.
*****
"Dancing Lady"

- by a painter without legs.
Rejoice.
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bubbling underwater kiss
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