Pearl Like Dew Lands On Me

Pearl like dew lands on me,
Leaves and twigs both get wet;
From dusk to depth of night,
Drop by drop falls on me;
Tip - tip falling sound of drops,
Pulsates my heart Chills my soul,
Flutter in fuddling bliss;
Makes sleepless nights,
Ooh! So cool from top to bottom;
Twig to leaf quiver,
In longing for warmth;
Restlessly wait the touch of rays,
In dawn of rising sun;

© Sadashivan Nair

Pearl Like Dew Lands On Me
Wednesday, November 29, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: sensual
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