At Last Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

At last

After heat, long drought
The chilly wind arrived.

She stood, very firm,
Half naked, uncovered,
Heavenly, full of colors
Attractive and silent.

Sun and I, two lovers,
Were in a race to own her.

With Sun's rays in her hair,
Fell my jaw, mouth watered.

Jealously felt a shiver
And hated the sun's rays.

Asked the clouds to come help
And save my scarlet,
And wash her with the shower.

Poured and fell raindrops
On my love's silver arms.

Undressed my lady,
The tree shed her leaves.

I stood and observed
Her trunk, branches.

Her thigh, leg, pinnacles,
Goddess she, stood there.

Her leaves or her dress
Soft, sweet, fully wet
Lied on the Mother Earth
Like the girl's-soaked skirt.

Colorful, eye-catching
I saw life in painting
Done by the best artist.