The Winter Date...

Lazy mornings

Dormant days

An early evening

Chilly Nights

Intensified quest

for the illusive muse

In the heat of summer

Humidity of monsoons

Emotions have laboured

To keep expectations

Quadruples of senses

Seek hibernation.

O priestess of Love

I beckon thee

Come unveil thy self

Ignite the beams of

Profound passions

Push the sleeping

To break free

Of the shackles of

Guilty submissiveness

Arise from the snowy slumber

Tread the ropes of

Sensuous joy

Melt the ice

Boil the corpuscles of

Crimson delight

A place

A date

Where ignited souls

Unite

Blazing a fire

Of Compassion

Within ...