I touch the dewdrops
close my eyes tight
wish for those to surround me
I taste my fingers
each dewdrop tastes like elixir
I collect some in my palm
sprinkle those on that window
watching droplets scatter
on that window in a pattern
I slowly rub the dewdrop on you.
when it penetrates your skin
you swiftly turn towards me
rose misted droplets on that glass
covers your curved back
while you cover me with you
so many great lines here Gautami...soo good to read...thanks for sharing your words
ReplyDeleteVery passionate and nicely written.. liked it..dew drops are so soothing..
ReplyDeletenice! i like the way water blends all things together.
ReplyDeleteVery sensual!
ReplyDeleteBeautifully sensual piece, Gautami.
ReplyDeletePamela
It's ALL goooood; and the last stanza's a killer.
ReplyDeleteWater is a sign of life as is love.
ReplyDeleteGreat crescendo effect, building to the last stanza.
ReplyDeleteWonderfully intimate and sensuous. And I love those last lines. It builds and then fulfills itself.
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
Beautiful - it offers delicious imagery and a lyrical flow.
ReplyDeleteThis is wonderfully sensual and sexy!
ReplyDeletebeautifully sensual ... :)
ReplyDeleteThis made me want to lick dew from my fingers.
ReplyDeleteIntimate, mood-suffusive work. Excellent.
ReplyDeletedew la la...:)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and very sensuous.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
Coming around full circle! Nice-
ReplyDeleteI tasted water on glass first - kind of metallic, because our water is...
then rose water - which is a bit softer.
Thanks!
Loved this! :)
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