Part-1

I'm solitude alive in touch of mist fall

On the lake singled a complexity air

Where smelled innocence, purity recall

In the hardened smile brush flair

She swallowed in pleasing morning caught

A ambience memorize alive flower enfold

Of morning was a blessing brought

A period develop this awaking bosom remold

From the lake her mist blossom taking hold

Part-2

Standing at the edge of morning smelling of sweet

Remembrance of the newness of love once had

Sweet as nectar and petals silk milk discreet

Painted her of solitude in the brisk edge add

In ambience on the lake draped her milky skin flair

She felt the morning on the petals new

Spring as sweet at the break of opened stare

Like ripples of breath come through

On the morning of solicitude as she stands renew