by Jitender Shambi
The smile of a goddess
The face of an urchin
Dancing with arms open to the sky
Laughing from lips to fingertips
Eyes open widely
Hands smothered in pink leather gloves
Warmth from the glitter of a silver jumper
Height from the heel of a well loved shoe
Navigator without direction
Hula girl without shame
Hands that moved like a Delhiwallah
Feet that walked like a New Yorker
Insanely in love
Alive for life
She called me 'pretty girl'
And I called her 'lovely lady'…..
Shakti, my friend, I miss you.