Light downpour showers; on her neck and shoulders; a steady striking of little drops on her forehead and nose; invoking a blurred feeling; firelight dance with shadows; upon the walls of her dark room; in a cherished show time; throwing crackles as the blaze, burns hotter on her *******; as you hold my body towards; By the hug of the flames of lust; your blue eyes gaze into mine; lips perched just by a whisper; I sipped the nectar poured out; feeling a thrilling sprint; sweet and warm; our bodies so frenzied from the flames that rage in and out of mind; nothing else matters just this lustful moments; just this kissable hours; in a world, just you and me. * BY WILLIAMSJI MAVELI williamsji@yahoo.com www.williamsji.com www.williamamveli.com www.williamsgeorge.com
From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI