As the love is in the air
let's take our droning flight
and get drenched in the autumnal shower
to hone our love in this moonlit night
come, let's weave many sultry dreams
on the anvil of passion like skillful smiths
as Aphrodite has got onto her wings
rock ‘n' roll and in love let's be frenzied with
come and lie under this vast starry sky
and listen to the symphony that the tipsy brook lilts
as we're born in love, while in love let's our stands justify
and pacify our smouldering souls until the night splits
like busy bees, let's busily sip the nectar from lip to lip
and pollinate love as we into each other's arms slip.
© P. K. Panda, Odisha, India.
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