She stands naked
In mystery
In beauty and strength.
Her clay dark skin
Casts a spell
In the seeping light.
Let me paint her tonight
In colours of love
Before the silk drapes her
In the morning.
Let me love her kind eyes
For one last time
Before the night ends.
For tomorrow she will go
Where a battle waits
To save her world again.
© Arindam Dey
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