Within Arunangshu and around.
My own views. In my own words. Without shame, fear or guilt.
Saturday, 7 May 2016
I can feel the droplets of desire
in the sweat on your dark skin.
The cascading rush of dark clouds
in the shadow of your hairs .
Every kiss between us is a promise
to make this tryst worth remembrance .
Our entwined bodies are lost together
in search of some unknown treasure.
Do you read the alphabets of lust
in my eyes through your half closed eyes
even as you float in your ecstasy
and hold me closer to you .
The firmness of your soft bosom
held in my rough hands
as you moan for more of it
in a primordial cry of fulfilment.
Muted , but not silent
this chat between our bodies
to satiate the hunger of centuries
and sprinkle the thirst of deserts .
Only you know , only you have seen ,
my other side ,the dark and viscous truth.
The feral delight of the predator
with his prize hunt in his embrace
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