roots making love
to nearby roots
tight and intertwined
trees budding
leaves lush
trunks like steel
like man
in his twenties
clouds are flirting
treetops are reaching
for little ecstasies
like rain finally
bursting
to mountains parched
hungry for water
heavy rain
flooding the rivers
like multiple orgasm
of a woman
lightning and thunder
like beds creaking
and short circuits
of emotions
then follows the calm of
the night
on contented sleeping
cicadas
the night is pregnant
with stories
twilight breaks in tears
for the rumor mongering
and talkative
days.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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