• ikshaa 6w

    Drenched...

    When the shy sun was half draped in lacy clouds
    Those arms became the armours of my tumultuous heart...

    When the glances were full like glasses of wine
    Love sweetened the sweat, raindrops and the smiles...

    I melted in joy...
    As your name rested half spoken, half tasted
    On my dewy lips
    As nector secured from an oozing heart.


    ©ikshaa