the sultry sunny  morning
glistens from her face
as she trudges along slowly
with a gazelle- like grace

and her eyes that shine cerulean blue
almost hypnotize guests like me
and i am drawn daily to her
like a flower to a honey bee

she sparkles with all her might
smiles twinkling across wavy hues
and she dances in all colors bright
as mischievous thoughts inwards brew

the sun stares too mystified
for the moment can’t linger longer
and drowns down the horizon
into her cool and calm slumber.

-Akanksha Gupta