Sunday, 8 May 2016

Lust and Love - Poesy - 9th May. 2016



I captured her scent within me
the stained sheets I sat on slithered
I could feel her as she tiptoed, searching for the pin, her hair untied
         the violet gown embracing her, withdrawing itself and clasping again
         the essence of her anatomy, etched in my mental cages
I ran thoroughly within, a shiver, a passionate heat enveloping within me.

She came over, stood closer than ever; her vibrations igniting some chemistry
I untied her sliding hair her violet gown groveled down
                                   as waves would bare the sand to us
I touched her skin; an insoluble brunt overtaking me
                                 she pummeled at the touch, embracing me hearty
                                 her breasts slowly clamoring onto the beats of my heart
a bountiful bosom delightfully sculpted; prayed for me to unbound
her upper lips within me;a whole bottle of Marsala, swallowing
                               a long walk in the the desert, quenched
                                      her fingers clutching hard the pain of the piercing nails
                                      pleasure and tender longings, clasping
Her soft bosom supple in its fondness, whispering into my senses
                                pleasure whipped within me a throbbing glee
I kissed her; her scent should stay unto my last hour
those li'l tufts of hair on her nape those enchanting spurts of perspiration
                                                         gliding down her thighs
them engrossed my every pore, clearing me thinking
Every kiss I poured, every touch I bestowed
                              she surrenders her will onto me
she clutched my psyche to embosom her
totally, absolutely
I gave myself up unto her, and in an exquisite moment
we felt as one, a vaporizing flash of singular identity,
of ecstasy, of stupor, of energy, of enslavement
a stream-less stretch of the soul, locked into that little corridor of love,
unfathomable to many a soul, profound even to both of us.

But that li'l moment, a paradise gained, the absolute spirit
and He just switched us off, so as we are mortals
and its not for us to find
                       for in its mystery, lay the sapience.


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