On the semi naked person

On the semi naked person,
like a burst combustion engine
She fell upon his white, marble like
body, his face only a just withered flower,
kisses are like Heaven’s showers,
a thin cotton cloth covering his loins,
tattered, life’s full fulcrum
i s gone, time spent in the army,
transparency is seen in his
uncovered story of his life.
she wails and weeps on the
semi naked person.