Light downpour showers;
on her neck and shoulders;
a steady striking of little drops
on her forehead and nose;
invoking a blurred feeling;
firelight dance with shadows;
upon the walls of her dark room;
in a cherished show time;
throwing crackles as the blaze,
burns hotter on her *******;
as you hold my body towards;
By the hug of the flames of lust;
your blue eyes gaze into mine;
lips perched just by a whisper;
I sipped the nectar poured out;
feeling a thrilling sprint;
sweet and warm;
our bodies so frenzied
from the flames that rage
in and out of mind;
nothing else matters
just this lustful moments;
just this kissable hours;
in a world, just you and me.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI