Indian Heat
I look toward the swish swish tree
I named it this at only three
Whilst watching lizard frog and snake
Crawl and wind their way to make.
I look toward the garden seat
I sat on this to dream in the daytime heat
Whilst wondering when I would meet my mate
Would she be arranged or would she be fate.
I look toward the shady pool
I lounged here playing romantic fool
Whilst deep dark eyes dripped love to me
Weaving my real destiny
I look toward the high blue sky
I saw no cloud drifting by
Whilst the sun burned my heart to black
Knowing he would never be back
I look towards the silent house
I live inside as a silent mouse
Whilst writing the lines of a love with no name
Which others will speak in time with no shame
Oh India my beloved love
My heart my soul my death and my dove
Your Gods know my longing and of my lust
Whilst Mother Earth will rejoice
When I return to her dust.
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