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Dew Drop

 

Dew Drop
      that was what you were 
      wetting my lips so
      momentarily
     
before escaping again

As I waited and waited
      patiently for more 
     
and the thirst within me 
     
grew and grew . . . 
      until it consumed all of me.

The fleeting silky touch 
      and the faint aroma 
     
that brought back memories 
     
sweet and spicy
     
turned back again into a memory.

Your warmth still embraces me 
     
as desires awaken again
     
and the consuming thirst heightens
      as the fight begins again between 
     
me and this ocean of insatiety around me.

29-Dec-2000

More by :  Rohini Ranjan

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