Gnawing maidenhood

A maiden, ripe and moist,
With straining breasts and slim waist.
A maiden of swiving age,
Eagerly waiting to be explored by sought-after targets.

A moist maiden, pulsing and quivering,
Trying to explore sexual boundaries with virile libidos.
Waiting with fluttering anticipation of his grand entrance,
Shattering the barriers of confessing ignorance,
She is a maiden in wanting.

Negotiating the hardness for her soft curves,
Waiting for her hour of deliverance.
And riding at great lengths craving for bodily nourishments by luscious sessions,
She is a maiden in wanting.

A curious maiden, fantasizing target for amorous dalliance,
The one who will take her to the edge of darkness.
Precipitating a ride to soaring ecstasy,
Soothing her fever of sexual curiosity.

She is a maiden in wanting,
To be explored, to be consumed in moments of passion.
Shedding her maidenhood behind,
She wants to bask in delirious sexual resonance.

Standing under the rain

Standing under the rain
I wish to wash away
Fragments of your love

To rinse away your sensual touch

A touch so contagiously passionate
Which left me, wholly inadequate

The medley of colors
In which we showered
Over the years
Has now turned me into a sobbing river

Your professed love
And the calculative shove

I wish to cleanse you
From every pore
Scrub the very essence
Which brew in my veins

The rain has stopped
And I am still standing
Nothing rinsed
Except my exterior

And here am I
Soaked in memories.

©LR

Dreamt of a dream........and materialized it!!

If dreams come true…then I have got more than I dreamt of!!

A dream of meeting a ‘dream couple’ in their ‘evergreen meadow’.
With three 'personified characters'....with 'magnetizing shadows'

The ‘millionaire-hearted lady’…..a ‘captivating grace’ with dressing sense of ‘personified elegance’.

Connecting me with her soothing significance…she’s is a dream come true of every man.

The ‘sagacious gentleman’ ….with an ‘igniting intellect’….‘rooting his charm’ with ‘deadly impact’.

The ‘dreamy flower’ so ‘dotingly bewitching’….enhancing my ‘maternal cravings’, she is a ‘flooring joy’ to treasure.

A rendezvous, with a family so ‘rhythmically sweeping’ that it was no less than a ‘constellation meeting’.

Having embraced the ‘propitious meeting’ now I am basking with its ‘contagious after effects’.