Rain Drenched Love... Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

Sweetie, I know it`s been raining there too.
Thirsty March sighs a relief as foliage
takes the shower; all green crests are dripping
in the fatigued pauses of intermittent leisure.
Your face your eyes your voice
beat the pattering hoofs on the thrilled roof.
My love is doted by the aggressive pouring
and my ears are dying to hear your silent words.
The foray of cooling gust from outside open lust
leads my forage for my ever dream soul mate!
Sweetie, I know the rain will cease soon
but I hear your call even in my often euphoric swoon.