Wet

Thunderous applause greets us

The dance of the water drops reminds me

of the joy I found in your arms on a rainy August night

Colourless spray clouds my vision,

celestial will combined with our arousing passion!

The drone of the waves, the hum of the waterfall

The drenched leaves, the defeated rocks

All witnesses to our perfection!

Clouds of grey gathered to congratulate

Rumbled their blessings 

Joined by the the reverberation!

Little drops form mighty whirlpools

Whorls of water

Swirls of currents

give way, drawn into the vortex

We arise wet, splashed with celebration!

Entwined fingers, heavy breaths

Moist lips, let's go with the flow

and where it will take us,

Downstream, 

away from the iron stranglehold,

away from nature's marvelous water show.

Picture: Courtesy

PS: Poem inspired in reality by Mumbai's monsoon, not something else ;)