Flying The Yellow Hair Poem by Jayakumar Jrain

On a cold winter's night
seduce me.
She touched me with her eyes.
our endless passion
flying the yellow hair
wet lips

Like a leaf dancing in the storm
Wanted to know where she's coming from
poems
writing a poem now
it's raining.
the wings of your dreams.

All day long
she writes poems.
desires become real.
in my dreams
the agony of love...
ultimate pleasure

the days of scarlet passion
dream of you
with passion and kisses
sensual delight in my heart
evening rain touch my window.
wet yellow hair

artist jrain