Shelter

When I sink in your deep blue eyes,
You grow within my soul and mind;
Let your wet tongue rest for a while
 in my mouth and on my face
When I seek shelter in your arms
You grow within my heart and body
Let your low limbs cross in me to climb,
Widely spreading branches for a shade
When, I burrow into your soft breasts.
You retire from parched and barren air
Let your milk drops to my drought lips,
Crawling for a shelter from all storms
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI