ASHAMED NO MORE...



The surrounding stares
At my body bare,
The windows and the glass panes
As I get washed by the rain.


The water flows down the silk of my skin,
The threads of water wrapping me in,
Water trickling down my dark locks,
While I throw away all my mental blocks.



I dance in joy,
Now am no maiden coy,
Cool drops drizzle,
Making my body sizzle.


The droplets caress me,
Crazy wind, wants to be
Entwined against my body fair,
Trying to blow away my wet, heavy hair.


Warm water flowing down
On the ground, warming the town,
Drenching one and all with my passion,
Filling me up with everlasting satisfaction.


The pearly beads of water,
Settle on the bronze of my body, trickle to clatter,
Soothing and cooling my heart;
A little with me they flirt.


I feel the rain flow down my breasts, 
Passing under my arms as they rest
On my bare bosom,
Making them feel fuller, helping me blossom.


I feel myself as never before,
Hug myself when the clouds roar,
Along with nature my body I adore,
To be in my skin, ashamed no more.

©Madhumita