Nature's Bride

By Nayanika Dey

The porcelain empyreal
Blended itself
Like a bride
In the palette of
Amber blush.
It contoured it’s
Cheek bones of mounts
With liquid onyx,
With ruby mascara
It mascaraed it’s lashed rays
That curled down
On the waterline of its eyes,
And with the orange veil
It cloaked & hid it’s
Shy face covering and
Containing the sky.