My Heart Still Drenches Under Cool Shower Poem by KAVIN CHARALAN

Drenching in the drizzle
we together walked on theroad
Drizzle and breeze
kissed us with their gentle touch
We sipped tea from chinese cup
at the roadside tea shop
Drizzle turned into shower
Let us take a shower in the shower you said
I refused
You held my hand and pulled me into the road
We both drenched in the shower our dress sticking to the skin
You looked like a marble statue in wet muslin cloth
Next day you called me over phone
With continuous sneezingI answered
You laughed
If I think about that wet evening
my heart still drenches under cool shower
without the fear of an influensa!