That Magic Spell Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

How long I awaited that magic spell?
Everything was as per plan and going well
Eyes so much hungry and ready to reveal
May be intense desire and story real

What cold wind had to do here?
Except to sweep breeze with fear
Body fully shivering and longing for peace
How come that moment come at ease?

Swift knock at the door but heart picks it poor
Miss’s beats and waiting for rain to shower
The powerful hand just pushes way to enter
I lay in bed calm and quiet but with fear at the centre

I fear something wrong but ache sweet
He has specially come to see me and greet
I had read and reread message on paper sheet
It spoke of intense desire to see and meet

The surrounding was so appealing and lay open
I expected something to happen then
He loved me and lay just by the side
I could do nothing except eyes open and wide

He was murmuring something in ears
I had waited it for considerable years
Now the wait was going to be over
Yet I put the hands over eyes as cover

“Will you share, sink and swim together”?
I lay motionless and could not reply there
He was leaning and wrapping hands around
I sank fast and immeasurable joy was found

His words were most inviting and intoxicating
I had no desire for to end and started sweating
He lifted completely and laid me on the ground
I feared he had all in his to claim for flesh for pound

I sensed enormous joy and deep sensation
It was making me swim with some elevation
What was I up to this time as virgin toy?
He came down violently on me as powerful boy

The sky is overcast with dark clouds
Making powerful impact with lots of sound
I wished it to pour heavily and satisfy
I could breathe no more and felt shy

Well that was nicely rehearsed and over
Its end seemed to me like stopover
What was I dreaming for all these long years?
I thought it over but now without any fears