Her blouse designs were the most provocative ones
Only threads tying her modesty
Every time she used to come up with some uncommon designs
And I managed to customise 
How my heart raged to see her in my creations
To touch her curvaceous frame
Tied by flimsy strings

During one such visit, she complained about the loose fitting
I suggested her to show me in the trial room
She yielded even though she had second thoughts

My blood started raging
When she turned her curvy structure towards me
I always sensed she had a seductive structure 
But the sight of her divine form in front of me
I was barely breathing 

भैया देख लो कितना लूज है साइड से
डोरी बांध देना जरा, हाथ नहीं जा रहें हैं, she said 
She didn't even realise my quandary
With trembling and clammy hands 
I managed to tie the strings

The touch of her luxuriant flesh
The sight of her ample waist
With beads of gems coated on her nape
I ejaculated then and there

ठीक हे दीदी, में इसको टाइट कर दूंगा, I managed to say
After she left, I pulled the shutter of my shop 
And changed. 
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 And we kept meeting
Sometimes in the library 
Engaged in literary discourse 
Sometimes over a cup of coffee 
Sharing each other's life course

She was my Sociology professor 
I was her chosen one to carry out the academic paperwork

Marital signature didn't stifle her brassy nature
She exuded a distinguished aura
Which invited both enviousness and awe
Her bohemian spirits reflected in her passion for poetry
Which people censured 
She hardly bothered

My feelings...
Well I don't have words
I was entrapped in her elements
My days were euphoric in her company 
Nights, a haunting reminder 'she isn't mine, she can't be mine' 
She was aware of my feelings 
But took it sportively

The fragrance of her midnight waves 
The sensuous curves whispering in the chiffon layers

And those inviting almond shaped eyes
She had an effect on men of every age
From students to professors and the VC
But I was closest to her essence

Sometimes we shared meaningful silence
The unspoken feelings
And the hushed ache

Some unfinished stories
Yet beautifully designed.

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 Either I take you
Or you take me
But I would prefer the later

For I know a fire like you cannot be quenched by me
But still I wish to surrender
Beneath you my goddess of Rati.
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 Oh those sultry eyes
Messy tresses
And the hell of cleavage
You woman 
Is raw feminine energy manifested 
Born to seduce men
The ravenous craving for you
Spills in ashes 

You are art, thou woman 
A sculpture's pride 
Riding like a queen 
Demolishing men's arrogance 

You are the feminine energy
Not just a sinuous flesh. 

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Who was she

And why did she choose me in that infinite space

As I muled over the sagas of life

It took me a while to realise her presence beside me

We both watched the light dwindling in the horizon in pregnant silence

Both enveloped in personal chaos

I could hear her sobbing

Against the roar of the waves

I reached out for her hand

And comforted

And we sat on the beach for hours

As the stars glittered in our eyes

As the moon illuminated our thoughts

And the zephyr comforted our being

We sat till the vibe of the birds lifted our spirits

And then parted our ways

Strangers.

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 Why did you take so long to come, she asked

I was lost, caught in the vicissitudes of life, he replied 

I am no longer in the same page where you left

So much of me is gone when you left me clueless 

It hurt

And I let it hurt 

Till it made me numb

Devoid of love and warmth

Is there any chance we can revive, he pleaded

I am now complete in self

She kissed his forehead and left.

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 The things that I crave to do to you
I don't need words to express 
Just you
Your luxuriant flesh
The ache to suck your essence
Till you gasp for breath, he texted

Try me, she replied with a twinkle 
I use tongue to write
And claws to engrave!
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 Materialistic things don't fascinate you
What do you want, he asked
I want your words brewed with your efforts 

I want you
All of you
Not all that you carry, I replied

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 We both knew what we were doing
Where it was heading
But the lust for each other was so powerful 
It over powered our sense of reasoning 
Ultimately we decided to meet at her abode

The moment I entered I knew what would be the consequences of this encounter 
Draped in a diaphanous saree she looked divine 
Wasting no time, I carried her to the bed
Shredding every thread 
I was stunned to see her nude form 
She wasn't perfect
But art
And only an artistic soul could value her true worth

When I penetrated her universe 
I was lost
I didn't fill her
She didn't say anything
Rather mounted me and rode 
Till I diffused 
She wasn't satisfied 
For her thirst and prowess was unmatched

She found comfort in my arms and slept
I watched her...
The rise and fall of her ripened breasts
Caressing her matted tresses 
I looked at her 
And wondered if this is the beginning 
Or the end.

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 I knew she didn't play Holi
But still I insisted her to join us
Coz this was the only opportunity 
I could come close to her
In spite of continuous denial, she yielded

I waited for my turn 
Touching her was nirvana 
How my hands ached to caress every swell and curve of hers
But I restricted only to her face

And when it came to for a group picture 
I stood behind her
To absorb her fragrance 
That was the maximum I could come close to her
She being my landlady
The woman I desire.

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