Jubilation, celebration,
a toast to the bride
in the tinkle of the anklets
strains of the shehnai
wafting through
red and bright
colours drape the body
glowing moonbeams
lighting fine cheekbones
dark lustrous hair,
silken to the touch
glitter of diamonds
in flashes of gold
demure kohl outlines
stolen glances
… in the din of it all,
above all sounds
the skipping of heartbeats
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