When Summer Rain Spills Poem by lalitha iyer

I cant refuse
its the Summer Rain
when the Earth
shuns the heat
and the blazing heat
kills her heart
then comes the refuge
the cooling drops
from the breasts of love
they taste the aroma of life
refill with energy to live
the mating urge is born
in the huts and mansions huge
the harmones swell
and honey bees dwell
upon the blooms
to suckle the nectar
oozing from the pool
to be possessed
of the frenzied natural urge
and be under the seige of eternal lust
Raining, Raining, Raining
my heart, my head, my endless pining.