WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES.....

ECLIPSED CLOUDS
Faded clouds, laced with a humid elegance,
Drift like secrets in the twilight's embrace,
Their soft, muted shadows—a wild dance,
From the depths of darkened skies, they glance,
Unrestrained by barriers, they tease the darkness,
Vanishing caresses, both tender and brightness.
With every curve, they brush against the stars,
Tracing paths of longing, soft as midnight scars,
They cradle the whispers of hearts beaten slow,
Their essence exuding a warmth we can't know,
Like passionate sighs upon the skin’s gentle rise,
They entice and seduce with their languid guise.
In the still of the evening, they gently sway,
Painting the heavens as they waltz and play,
Reminding us that even in shadows' keep,
A fire ignites where the lost secrets seep,
Through the fragrant air, desire finds its flight,
Unraveling the night, like our souls in delight
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI