She woos and coos with all her secrets <br />Leaving all in her universe own opened sacred <br />Through ages and eons slowly descending <br />Like mist being swaddled across the green. <br /> <br />When she traversed to her edges of age <br />Like silken spring showering over her glaze <br />Keeping her promises like saints and seers <br />Being curious of dives fast in the oceanic vast. <br /> <br />As she pounces the pear and peg of her day <br />Peeping through her thrumming womb of love <br />On the bathing platform of her living a day <br />Lovers and oomph appears impassioned. <br /> <br />When she jitters to be lost beyond her edge <br />Running all her length half necked, half robed <br />Her mysteries move like rainbow in the moist sky <br />Caressing her newly born just crying soiled son.<br /><br />Dr subhendu kar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/moist-rainbow/
