As the sky turns red and pink,
Venus, shines bright as ever.
The cool breeze breaks the night.

Soon enough after the toil,
The mind slips into the warmth.
And the body is soothed,
As the longing is fulfilled.

The eyes dare not look
As the tiny devils lurk in.
The contentment of the strokes,
Eases the provocation of the yearning.

"Cu Pu" it wispers,
Just to be left in ponder of its meaning.

©sese (1-05-2021/10:09pm)