Walking in the rain.

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Walking in the rain

Sharing an umbrella,

A drop on my cheek

You flick away gently

and get drenched

by huge splash

of a passing wheel

Your earth smell

Envelopes me

As I rub my cheek

on your shoulder.

Your face a little flushed,

or maybe the effect of

my rose tinted glasses.

Walking on the promenade,

feeling the rain,

We have come this way before,

You and I,

Some other monsoon,

Some other time.

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Thanks to- walmink

http://www.flickr.com/photos/walmink/241918563/

Rendezvous [ a pantoum]

I watched him from the window,

Under the awning of the coffee shop

Across the street from my house,

Waiting for the rain to stop

Under the awning of the coffee shop

His eyes kept darting down the road

Waiting for the rain to stop

His hair all damp and tousled,

His eyes kept darting down the road

Looking at time again and again,

His hair all damp and tousled,

Face stormy as the skies overhead

Looking at time again and again,

Finally having made up his mind,

Face stormy as the skies overhead,

He left the coffee shop behind

Finally having made up his mind,

he stepped out in the pouring rain,

He left the coffee shop behind

And faded away down the lane

He stepped out in the pouring rain

Across the street from my house,

And faded away down the lane

As I watched him from my window.

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[About Pantoums read here-

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pantoum]

Seduction

Soapy red hands

clean glasses for the wine

rivulets of sweat snake

Slowly down the spine

Damp tendrils plastered on

clammy forehead

Cooking in the kitchen

On a scorching summer day

Custard on the stove

Is waiting to be stirred

Cucumber slices are chilled

ready for the bread

Frosty Mango punch is

What the heart desires

Quiche in the oven

has almost caught fire

Time to get dressed,

Gosh! Is it almost six?

Pink chiffon saree

Ought to do the trick.

Or maybe that sexy

Peek-a-boo dress ?

Pearls studs or dangling

earrings will impress ?

A flick of a brush just

Before you arrive

And a walk thru the mist of

Chanel No five.

Wine is on the ice,

Candles flicker in the breeze.

Heady gardenia intoxicates,

and fairy lights in the trees

Set up by the pool

Is a table for two

Nothing to be done

Except for waiting for you.