Passion And Pleasure Poem by Anita Sharma

I'm sitting at the bench park
staring on the green grass
a stranger passes by
waiting?
meh Whom should I be waiting?
My body shivers in the cold,
a desire passion and pleasure
Fold me
into
your blanket
like sheets
hold me into your arms like beat,
so i feel the heat of your breath
whisper some words of love in my ear
Cotton clouds,
charm of the moon
the fairy tale
begins with kissing in the rain
Once upon a time
in the very beginning