White horses of pure ecstasy
Runs through her estrogen valley,
As he explores her depths passionately-
Her every single grain,
evolves into purple wild flowers
Like in a hill station after heavy rains!
Eruptions of subtle desires,
vivid revolution in natural attires--
Then her colors compose a flood in his veins,
His irises get painted thoroughly
With her innocent delicate stains.
Their untamed carriage drives the night
Forgetting all the civility;
They turns into the focal point of universal creativity!
Then,they close their smiling eyes together---
pleasure blossoms in every dot with gentle shivers----a tangled knot!
Enough to write wintery poems at the equator,
Two yellow birds,
Drinking the night as a cosy snow ball!
Exact artistic visualization of the creator.

© Subhajit