An Espy at her beauty God ! Espy at her door ; slow rising sun flashing a half moon ; dimples in her cheeks; recent bestowed vermillion and the amplitudes of memories running around Kisses her husband rendered to her almost stuck into the dimples ; Eyes laving him soft and tender ; hairs falling around shoulders undulated .......... Ah !! god my envy to her beauty Black spectacles capturing her , my face flushed , moustache grew anger with the slow breeze that passed through her ....... While my tea went cold .......... Almost dark now , a deem light that outlines the movement , brisk and tender with the groans and grunt in a vague canvas While my limb went weak and feeble .......... Bipin Adhikari XXMC , Henan China Email : biopion@hotmail.com