Mirage

Astonished me with planting

The tip of fingers on the neck

Thundered me with storm putting,

A hand full of heat on the waist,

Sparkled my eyes with glittery shining,

Soul ambienced not with stark

Bunched my hair combing,

With body mine against yours

Dressed me up with clothing,

The dress of your soulful touch

Loved me up with cheating

The person I loved was a mirage.