Tinged with yellow the gravid cloud
Cracks with gusto, reflects her proud
Puffed up, highlighted villain stands
Holding out his outstretched hands
Come my love he too says
Pointing to far off heathen lays
Hides his growl to a tender purr
She knows too well the hidden slur
Come my love just this once
Bereft of tender lasting nuance
I wish to lift you off your feet
Slowly take to the flowery sheet
Levitate you off your tender toes
Together in earthy lustful throes
The cloud is mute, silent, pained
Slumped, is eternal weeping drained
saadat tahir
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