The Ladyfinger

To the beauty I am not defined by 
Of endless tresses
And rosemary legs
The ladyfinger 
Or the aqua eyes.
To the beauty I am not defined by 
Of sculpt body
And dimpled cheeks.
The lady locks
Swaying by.
Red
Blue
Green
Yellow 
Hovering over my eyes.
Finding beauty in the parts
Where it least lies.
For the eyes
Finding love in wilds
The lips
Smiling in ordinary.
Tasting the last spoon 
Of sugar rides.
To my beauty where it least lies
In my imperfections 
Of words and
Wintery sigh. – Anshul Dixit