Just a drop 
From the depth of your ocean
When you are drenched in perspiration
Is enough to quench my thirst for you 
My Lady.
©LR

 To be with you

But can't be with you

Choked in that dilemma I still reach out to you 

Coz there's no one like you

Where I find solace

Nestled on your lap

When your fingers caress my forehead

I feel at home 

Sex becomes insignificant 

For in the warmth of your silence there's love

The sacredness of our bond society will judge

We can't live together nor can defend

As you are seperated 

And I still a bachelor  

Some relations aren't meant to be

But has beauty in its being together.

©LR

 Look at me when my fingers course

Every swell and curve of yours

I want to watch every emotion 

That swim in your eyes 

As I caress your earthy lure

Don't look away or close your eyes my love

I see my universe in those profound eyes of yours

Your flesh is just a passage 

But it is always your eyes 

That has immense depth

Than every curve of yours. 

©LR

 I don't need anyone to heal me
Not with their professed love
Or with their flimsy attraction
I suffice 
In myself

Distant yet content
Bold yet reserved in my being
Why I write what I write 
Why I project myself in artistic form
People assume she's seeking...
They line up for easy sex
While I am rooted to something deep within myself 
Somewhere where none can reach

The trajectories of life have not only enriched my being
But transformed me into someone I was meant to be. 
©LR

 The feeling when he grows inside me
When I mount him
My breasts smudging his face
When he's least in the mood

As I clasp his hardness 
With my lips between my legs
And grind my hips on his brawny surface
His breath in gasps 
As I choke him further with my breasts

Pinning his hands over his head
Is my kind of sex 
For I love to conquer!
©LR

When surrender feels safer than supremacy 

When intimacy is more comforting than intensity

She was my safe space

My anchor from the familial chaos

Everything between us was like a timeless river

A continuity from martial disharmony

I desired her without possession 

And she loved me without expectations 

A silent understanding

Something divinely secure

She, the other woman 

And I, her forbidden love. 

©LR

 Obviously you are different
How many upper middle class women in their forties weave erotica
Leaving the comfort zone of affluence

Portraying herself sensually 
Yet with aesthetic undertones 
Creating her own identity somewhere 
In the ocean of excess vulgarity

You might not be the only one weaving erotica 
But you definitely are a rarity

A confluence of sensual intelligence 
My Lady.
©LR

 It wasn't my kind of sex
Raw and savage 
It was just sex

For her, it was getting over her breakup 
Someone to comfort her disturbed semblance 
And I happened to be there
As a pillar of support
When she was completely alienated by family and friends

 
She was a mere acquaintance at the bank 
Someone I knew over the years
I learned about her broken engagement
And the anguish of ignominy she faced

I intervened, setting things into order
Bashing up the ex fiancee 
And patching up the distance between her and her parents

We met 
And had sex
Not as a gesture of goodwill 
For my magnanimous presence 
But she found comfort 
As she lay on my chest for three nights
Dissolving herself in me

Situationship, that's what called nowadays. 
©LR

 I buried my face in her freshly showered ass
Her agonizing moans were testimony to the fact that she hadn't been explored there 
As I licked her rear crack
While sliding my finger in her triangle
She shuddered 

Not so soon my Lady, I remarked 
As I took a puff from the cigarette
You will release when I command
She merely nodded her head
While clutching the sheets 

Now, I commanded as I buried my head
Between her legs
She obeyed 
Rewarding me bounteously.
©LR

 Lust is more powerful than reason 

So when our eyes conspired 

There was no second thoughts 

About time, place and action

I came across her in the nursery

While she was in a saree accentuating her curves

I was in my casuals 

I walked past her but kept checking her out

As we stood beside each other for the billing

The undercurrents were overwhelming

I was through first

But I waited for her in my car

Government vehicle it was

So a bureaucrat's wife, I deduced

She didn't board the vehicle 

She simply sauntered inside my car

Even if I was unsettled, I drove the car to a deserted stretch 

As she bent over to kiss me

I dragged her and made her sit on top

Even if it was crammed, she lifted her saree

And glided on my thighs

I responded with equal fervor 

And within seconds, I was holding her waist

Dipping in her universe 

As she thrust her breasts on my face 

Even if it was a quickie 

It was sheer euphoria 

Considering she was older

A spine chilling adventure during peak hours 

And that too a bureaucrat's wife.

©LR