The parched earth pants in the heat of pent-up desire
Under a canopy of palaash, their pining hearts on fire
The heady fragrance of jasmine and luscious summer fruits
Stokes flames of passion in the musk-scented woods
Long sweltering days end in warm sleepless nights
Filled with tender dreams where longing lovers unite
In a burst of joyous tears on a blessed rainy day
As the many months of yearning melt in a gentle embrace
The sweet reverie is broken by a silent whisper of dawn
And a fleeting bliss wafts in with the cool breeze of morn
But soon the day smoulders under the dour unforgiving sun
And awaits the coming of grey clouds that presage a union
Through aching days, dreamy nights, and burning moments of pain
I wait for you, my love, as the summer waits for her rain
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