Dripping Sweat

Playing again, playing again;

In the mid of thin air, under the full moon;

Rubbing the bodies, raising the heat;

In the cold weather, rising and falling.

Rising and falling, again and again;

Heat of love, raises the air;

Flowing echoes from the air of heat;

She was pounding up and down.

Closed eyes, moon was shy;

Opened half eyes, looked the act;

The world was cold, in the winter ice;

The fire was seen, moving on the ice.

Howling wolves stopped the howls;

Looked far away, for the howling act;

Rushing bats, hanged on the twigs;

Look beneath, the howling souls.

Playing again, playing again;

Body or soul playing again;

Mind or Conscious playing again;

Falling sweats; hours never waited.

He was howling, she was howling;

Pounding up and down, playing again;

Moon ran away to the corner, murmured;

The sun was there on the other end; curious!