Wednesday, 13 February 2013

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





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