Rain Of Love...

And I penned it down, 

Scene: drizzle, 

Every drops, 

Clouds surrendered to your beauty. 

Petrichor scent ; 

I smelt, 

With the first drops, 

Landed on hair. 

Naughty drops found their way, 

Through feather-like eyelids. 

Moved to cheeks, 

And then to lips, 

Yeah!!! Lips. 

Where I always want to reach, 

And then settled to your bosom. 

Soaked clothes stuck, 

As if, 

Kissing the gaiety body. 

Beauty beyond my fantasy. 

You fascinated me, 

And I penned it down. 

To fascinate others.