From the top
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When I see you sweating
I feel it as summer’s wonder

When I glance you shivering
I take it as winter’s thunder

When I gaze you with no garbs
I assume it as autumn’s slap

When I grab you embracing in whole
my heart, mind, body and soul

i presume it to be due to spring’s trap
Raining , raining affection from the top
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I like this, Supani; I like the relationship of the generality of weather to the particularity of person. This personalization, this bringing down of the sky to the eye is delightful, and it is an essence of poetry.

The rain is the bridge from the sky to the ground, from the top to the bottom, from heaven to earth.

I see you have the key!

Much love and respect to you, in general and in particular,

+Stevie

Dear Steven
thank you for the kind words
supani

profound in a way, beautiful in another, well done. One of your best poems.
misty..