Rhyming Passion Poem by Pushpa Ratna Tuladhar

In the bathtub filled with water,
Quite cool as of the springs,
Fresh as dew on the leaves
And clear as the sky in the blues
Splashing up and splashing down
Between the walls of the tubs
As if ebb and flow tide roars in the ocean
Beating of two hearts as high and low tide
Gently cleansing the souls
Creates heavenly bodies
With eternal love experienced
And muse whispers on their ears
Strange feeling of passionate love
Deepens with the burning desires
That’ll never extinguished
Intoxicate water that
Gently laps against their bodies
Striking each other
Creates a flash of the lightning
That’ll turn two hearts into one
Swept away all dirt then
Only leftover as
Pure peace and sweet dream
In their minds lie
The calm and still of the sands
Never experienced before
For a while
Depth of the ocean in the tub
Stands still
Stimulating the heavenly feelings in their minds

Copyright 2002 Pushpa Ratna Tuladhar