Rainy Season Love Song by Gladys May Casely-Hayford

Out of the tense awed darkness, my Frangepani comes:
Whilst the blades of Heaven flash round her, and the roll of
thunder drums,
My young heart leaps and dances, with exquisite joy and pain,
As, storms within and storms without, I meet my love in the

“The rain is in love with you darling; it’s kissing you
Rain pattering over your small brown feet, rain in your curly
Rain in the vale that your twin breasts make, as in delicate
mounds they rise;
I hope there is rain in your heart, Frangepani, as rain half fills
your eyes.”

Into my hands she cometh, and the lightning of my desire
Flashes and leaps about her, more subtle than Heaven’s fire;
“The lightning’s in love with you darling; it is loving you so
That its warm electricity in you pulses wherever I may touch.
When I kiss your lips and your eyes, and your hands like twin
flowers apart,
I know there is lightning, Frangepani, deep in the depths of your

The thunder rumbles about us, and I feel its triumphant note
As your warm arms steal around me, and I kiss your dusky
“The thunder’s in love with you darling; it hides its power in
your breast,
And I feel it stealing o’er me as I lie in your arms at rest.
I sometimes wonder, beloved, when I drink from life’s proffered
Whether there’s thunder hidden in the innermost parts of your

Out of my arms she stealeth, and I am left alone with the night,
Void of all sounds save peace, the first faint glimmer of light.
Into some quiet, hushed stillness my Frangepani goes.
Is there peace within the peace without? Only the darkness

-Gladys May Casely-Hayford

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