Her Aqua Pura Poem by Aminath Neena

That ambrosial
look
glazed
by those wanton
lashes
makes her think
of tasting
iced
aqua pura
under the shade
of green foliage
on a hot
scorching
summer
afternoon

That jeweled
voice
moving
in unison
with those
frolicsome lips
makes her recall
comforting
times
of juvenility
and
whimsical
flashbacks
that console
her marred heart

That lovey-dovey
face
sets her
heartbeat
a little faster
with topsy turvy
emotions
and reflects
the most
vehement
desires- which
she keeps
off limits
from the rest
of the world