Under The Rain - Poem by Priyanka Bhowmick
He lies under the rain,
feeling the splashes on his face,
rain those whisper him to stay,
bound by passionate dismay.
He feels her hand fondle his heart,
within a second his body retards.
The turbulent showers of uninterrupted kisses,
his restrained soul finally releases.
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