IN A NIGHT BOAT

The boat is drunk tonight with love
Of ripples tingling her curvy bottom ,

Leaves watch and whisper to her ears
Secrets about moon beams
Prying into
The folds of her ragged raw body
Like that of a rustic lady in black ;

As she dozes before starting to move
This evening
Beside rows of wild Ketaki
Her knot-like breasts are
Lustily flicked by a gentle wind
In love of boat completely blind ;

Herons darting across , before their catch
Sweep their looks over her body on fire
And as she moves gently
The night fills her crevices
With shiny streams of wet desire
To the core of her bones and mire
Inviting one and all including the stars
to actively share
in this cosmic love of water with fire.