Love In Monsoon Poem by Saroj Padhi

Why are you kissing the wet Kadamba
of my July love with your red bill?
So shamelessly nibbling at my face
and transporting me to an uneasy thrill,
that to it's all against my will?
Trying to dig at my soaked womb under soft rain
and exciting my leaves to silent cries of sweet pain?
I ‘m already under a shock of shivers inside
from the wind's excited flick
driving me mad within
as I 'm seeking a relief quick!

Please don't be so harsh with me, kind Love,
be tougher in your deal with me within,
break into my spasms, shake me into quakes
thro' tremors from epicenter of your love profound
to which I always am so intimately bound
and look, look how drinking deep at the root
of my orange juice
a strange peace we have found!