Vaginal longings

I wish she had the power to see
Your suave imposing frame
Your beguiling charm

But all that she is endowed with, is to feel
The supremacy of lips
With its all purpose smile

The moist irrepressible itch,
Dripping for your virile presence
She waits in anticipation
To gorge your tumescence into the black hole
Where her insatiable libido lies

Sensing you, tasting you, gasping for breath
She desires to be illuminated in luminous colors

Where the celestial celibacy is amplified
Between ‘she and he’
As they consummate love
In spurting measures

Midnight Confessions

Midnight confessions of a ‘dame’ in great drought who wants to confess to your attractive lust

With fantasies reigning supreme as to how I would love to be loved by you

As we sleep in our birthday suits after an exhausting session, I wish to be aroused by being kissed in my ‘river mouth’

Oscillating between consciousness and unconsciousness as I wreathe in euphoria, kiss then you will in my mouth

Tasting and enmeshing the ‘glorious juices’, we linger with our slurping kisses

As your lips discover ‘every suppression and elevation’ of my contour, moan I will with blinding pleasure

Only to be flooded with orgasmic burst  

When the beads of perspiration dew my voluptuous self, you steer your tumescence to my dark fissure

Where flesh gets glued…where the art of fornication defies rules

Engaged in blistering passion…tuning together in euphoric satisfaction, we dance till dawn.

My midnight confession is unraveled but still I am tossing in bed

Alone, with fantasies of some day to be….by you

Virginal affair

 As the breeze sweeps 
capturing me in its nudity
The infidel mind seeks ways, for indulgence

To escape into the comfort of a golden anchor
Who will subdue my senses 
With his mental fervor

Accepting me as a substance 
Not just a flummery to be relished

Metamorphosing me into a woman of chaste elegance.
Without touching me

A dream with a touch of unfeigned warmth and care
Replenishing my discovery with intellectual glory

Guiding and embellishing me in unadulterated ornaments
Purifying me to be nominated as his chosen one

Where there are no expectations
Just a touch of the senses

A sterling connect
With whom I wish to be sealed forever

How I wish to delicately blossom 
in this virginal affair
But it is quixotic on my part to find any!

“The quixotic wanderings are playing havoc in my mind, the perennial desire to have you in a bind

In an unabashed dance of naked madness, dissolving in hormonal rush all the sadness

Invigorated by all the good hormones raging, the masculine madness rampaging

I wish to fly to you, to confirm if imaginations can ever be true”.

Satin Tonight

The satin on my skin, caresses my being

Making me alive within

Unravelling a sexuality in its supreme

Clinging and accentuating my voluptuous frame

Exposing my cleavage with its blossomed assets

Baring my midriff with a fleshy mischievousness, The satin plays.

Highlighting my mound,

It brushes against my lips where juices cascade

Staining me with euphoric texture

The satin intimately achieves its purpose.

Conspiring heart

A kiss is all that I wish to steal, if not anything else

 Away from the prying eyes
Away from the familial chess

Tip toeing on my toes…dragging you close
holding your frame to ransom

Brushing lips with feathery touches.
Licking and wafting through your lush depths

Tasting your aroma…I will linger till you melt

Licking and whispering sweet nothings in your ears, I will disrobe you

 Gliding down your craning neck, with hissing and missing breathe…I will engulf you in my web

Corrupting your heart I linger down, stinging you all over

 To your temple which seeks to be worshiped

Swallowing you deliriously…I will make you crazy

As you can hold no more…I gulp and smear your bounteous treasure

Exhausting you in a ‘heavenly passage’...leaving you craving for more

A heart conspires to steal your thunder… not just a flimsy kiss!!

“Standing in nothing but what God gave me…holding on to a little more than my imagination

I close my eyes and take my quivering lips down to your smooth and curvy road

Leaving indelible impression on the sinuous path, I come to the twin delicacies beckoning

As I slide down the mound bathes me in musky splendor, when lips meet lips and seal us in eternal bliss

I feel guide by an irresistible force that makes me lick my lips

It’s hard…to be away…it’s harder…to hold on to imagination…”

When two fantasies meet...

When two fantasies meet, desperation speaks…
In inexhaustible forms that defies all norms...

With atmospheric urgency they engulf each other with impassioned hunger...

Where passion surge…juices splurge with an insatiable urge to merge...

Creating a graph of unparalleled lusty love

Devouring in sixty nine…drinking juices...
No less than an intoxicating wine..

Just as they reach the threshold…they meet in flesh...

Marking and digging…breathless yet persisting...grinding each other in animalistic delight

Where mercy takes a back seat…just blistering savagery...

Summiting together with wild cries…dissolving an in euphoric loss...

When two fantasies meet...there is fusion of horizons...

What happens when two fantasies meet?

What happens when fuel meets smoldering heat; an explosion of joy...

An uninhibited dance of nakedness, a hedonia that nothing can beat

I feel like a beast on fire, waiting for you with burning desire...

Wish you were near me so that my lips could drink in your happiness...

My tongue could taste the softness and douse the now uncontrollable fire...

Silent night

In the silence of ‘a night that is dark and blue

Where it’s just me and you

 With desires running high…I will be immobilized, lost in the intensity of the moment

When the muse of my fantasies greets me with his dapper presence

Allowing you to build the atmospheric pressure…

Embracing, necking and kissing me all over…I let your hands greedily explore

Explore…as you fasten me to bed pinning my hands from you stop

From licking ‘the juices of happiness’ which cascades in lavish measure

Just as I reach my climax…you slurp it ‘holding me tight’

When I can hold no more…you penetrate with your crayon…colouring me in stirring shades…

Dance then we will in a harmonious tune…’moaning and groaning in the silent night’ blinded in love…enmeshed in discovery ritual

Coming together in moisture landed pageantry and ultimately comforting each other in fatigue

Luring grogginess...

Hearing your groggy voice has arrested my senses
Igniting my horniness
Filtering me with prurience

Affecting feelings that are now smoldering
With fantasies of how you would be in bed

When your lithe body is disarmed of its elegant deceptiveness

When you are all mine with your august reassurance  

Hearing your groggy voice
I wish to spend a night

Night of carnal carnival 
Where I entwine you in my flesh
Drenching your turgid essence

When I channelize my suppressed prowess with the man of my dreams

When I find your morning hardness waiting for me

“Poetess is on a high, with words after words flowing out of the stable;

The reader is disarmed, disturbed, disrobed and completely unstable

Wishing that it all turns true, a night that is dark and blue

Happiness flowing in the form of juices,

Bathing my body and my tongue with musky oozes, moaning and groaning in the silent night,

As I lick the softness dry holding you tight…”

Monsoon Glory

Monsoon it is, that has enveloped me
With an urge to seduce you
In my brimming sexuality

When rain kisses my skin
Hardly concealing anything
Luring your decency for indulgence

To consume my moistened lips
To lick the downpour glistening on my skin
To suck my assertive nipples
Displaying its magnificence

Percolate my every core
Till my earth smells of petrichor

Come my love; let’s dance in the virginal showers
As the overcast skies hide our drenching bodies wrapped in each other

A woman waits to be yours

©LR

Wet Fantasies

Wet are my eyes
Wet is my lips
Disheveled is my tresses, 
Disoriented my senses 
With fantasies to chromatically sin.

Icing you with the milk of love, 
Rousing your virility with fervent desire 
I crave to snuggle under your power.

Where you give copiously 
And I receive with ravenous lust
Moaning in euphoric bliss 
We merge together in fleshy bonfire.

Where the heart craves
Where the soul cries
To be ensconced in the esteemed depths 

Wet is my earth
Now that you have seeded me
Even only in fantasies.

“Wet is the person who reads the accomplished poet

Wet are his dreams….drenched he is in sweat from the wet prospect

Wet are his eyes….longing for the unison he could never get”

Men…the unnecessarily necessary evil in my life

The one I loved…but who significantly gave me a calculative career shove

Pushing me away with framed moments which I till date foolishly cherish

Metamorphosizing my susceptibility into essence but marring our relationship fatal proclivities at regular intervals

An anguish so grandstanding that led to collapse of our relationship

I one I married….whose excruciating callousness keeps me on tenterhooks

Responding to my existence with supremely monosyllabic response, perpetually vacillating and lamentably lost

And the one I muse….who considers my genuine attraction as flattery at its best

 Pretending indifference and playing safe, shoving me off my feelings with over modesty

Making me look like a duffer of the highest order in the end!  

Thank God for all these ‘specimen’… now dead am I with any iota of feelings

Nothing Lasts Forever

Nothing lasts forever….neither love or lust nor attraction for each other

But still I pursued relentlessly breaking my self-defense fortress

With a hope that someday you will acknowledge my earnest yearnings

For defining me with your refined existence, cementing my life’s voidness with invigorating fragrance

 Warming my being with igniting thoughts…for transforming my abstract redundancy and making me feel as a desired woman

But you kill my heart with your allegation that I am flummery of the highest order and all that I intend is to make you a duffer!

Heartbroken and constipated with efforts I withdraw….for nothing lasts forever…

One Night

One night, is all I wish

To gauge the intensity of your fervor

No lingering kisses 

No love making, to define our togetherness.

Just you and me 

And night long for us, to escape.

Where time ceases to matter, 

Only our defining presence enveloped in darkness

Where the undercurrents shape as to what lies ahead.

One night, is all that I need with you, 

To convert my purple prose into cathartic poetry

Where only our souls connect.