Monsoon - Poem by Mozafar Ali
Golden brown skin, lush silky hair
As you step of out bed all I am left to do is glare
You drag the white sheets with you
And walk to the shower.
Slowly letting the sheet slide off body
Like a cloud shedding its skin
Your figure explains your beauty
Watching the sheet slide from your legs
Naked you enter the shower.
Water patters on your head as the monsoon rains
Your cat like eyes dripping water
Falling on your pale pink lips
Those that I kissed the night before
And now the feeling to touch again
Kiss again like never done before
So now I step into the monsoon
Ready for the shower of love for the night before,
We mingled in the heat
True passion once again as our lips meet.
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