July 3, 2020 Off By Stanley K Chemweno

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The pitter-patter of the rain
Drip dropping on my roof
Its that time again
My nights will be prolonged

My lover will turn to me
And say lets plant our seeds
The wind will whisper and giggle
But the sky will clap thunderously
And whisk them away

The drops will cling on my window
And plead for a place by the fire
Now burning with anticipated desire
Consumating the fruits of our marriage

The haze will hang in the air
And dull the atmospehere
But wont dampen my spirits
Rejuvenated and vigorous
To enjoy the fruit of my companion