The Perfumed Sweat Poem by lalitha iyer

Sweat of the Sun
have you ever seen
it is the sweetest
or is the hottest
is it filthy
or tasting salty

Sweat of the labour
of lust and harbour
after the virginity
outgrows the cavity
and man and woman
lie waisted and wishful
does it tastes
the pain of kindled thirst

Sweat is sweetest
smell is strongest
and stretch is farthest
when it emanates
from the concentrates
of the labour
who under scorching sun
toils to feed
hungry mouths of his own deeds.