I become those late night
rain drop spray from the
open windows of your room
that hop
down the
countless
steps on
the spiralling stairs of your curls!.
Down, as I slide the forehead to the
feather wings of your lashes;
I become the kiss of moist love,
that takes you to the world of dreams
I bloom as that rain flower-
that smile of your honey wet lips
as you see past the fog of
those dreamful hours of night:
when you are with me, fragrant
in the night rain's earthy musk;
so close that our entwined breaths
make love!.!.!.drenched
A dream!? not quite
!.!.!.!.Oh the delights monsoon brings!!.!.!.!.Www@QuestionHome@Com