This hot summer wind
Reminds me
Of your hot burning sighs
Which melts the heart
Upto its core
And wishes something more
This hot burning sun
Reminds me
Of your brow
That like an angry bow
Shots the arrow
Piercing into the tender fish
Of my flying kiss
This hot blinding storm
Reminds me
Of your melting grasp
That holds my shaking senses
And takes me into
Your deep dark hiding
Lying out of self realization
On the soft silky grass
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