Clouds hoisted hopes <br />Cool breeze caressed the skin <br />That was in the morning <br />By afternoon the penetrating sun <br />In his scalding passion <br />Spread on the anticipating skin <br /> <br />How come the clouds behave <br />Like a 'play-boy butterfly? ' <br /> <br />Don't you know <br />Clouds are roaming romeos <br />While sun is a commanding lover... <br /> <br />and earth is a passionate receptacle<br /><br />indira babbellapati<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/summer-games-2/
