Reflective realism

How I wish I had been with you, in your solitude
Discovering places together
Walking in the bylanes of life
Hands wrapped in each other

Where identity would have ceased to matter
Just we
Away from societal fear

Shedding portrayal of politeness
Meeting conspicuously with blazing undercurrents

When you pour wine through your lips
I would have gulped your essence

Framing us together in one thousand and one nights
Forever!

Someday I hope
We will compose us
In the quicksilver flame of desire.

Unlocking my imagination

Unlocking my imagination, I went ahead with you
Hoping nothing but luring dreams to pursue

Enraptured was I but now mesmerized in your controlled presence
A feeling still difficult to sink in

As you confirm your thirst through quivering lips
The collected fantasies bear its cream

Mouthing my camouflaged pout with demure wafting as you proceed with gradual aggressiveness

Left am I not only super saturated but heavenly possessed

Bereft of imaginative juices as I lay exhausted
Smiling a catharsis yet craving for more

Achieved have you not just a woman with your experienced brilliance
But liberated her with remarkable finesse

As the glow of liberation spreads all over my bronze contour accentuating my desirability quotient, bewitched, 
You switch to symbolizing moods.

Chosen one

Poems of camouflaged yearnings
Have made me your chosen one
With fantasies to be frozen in time
Where nothing matters, except our individualistic poetic delights.

Me crooning the rhyme of womanhood
You enlightening me with your savoir faire
Where beauty and wisdom amalgamate, 
With the potent power to figure,
As to why we have chosen each other.
To discover in seasonal fervour,
Whether in the inferno of summer or in the fog of winter.
Touching the senses with undercurrents,
Yet burrowing for more.

Not just in ephemeral carnal savor but in eternal love.
Purity cradled in eloquence, jeweled in priceless moments
Justifying our selection.

Take Me

Take me my love,

Away from realism 

And from my dream.

Cradle me in your arms, 

Liberate me from within.

Perceive my longing silence.

Touch me with your encompassing presence.

So lifeless am I, classifying life

With my sexuality paling

Blush me in your search

Revivify me as a desirable woman.

Eulogize not just my pouting lips 

But kiss it with your flamboyance.

Arouse my savage instincts

I seek freedom from everything

Patent me as your ultimate woman.

Not just in summer or winter 

But in every season

Take me my love,

I am waiting to blossom.

Under the shower

So dazed am I
Days a blur, night sheer torture.

Painted in an imaginary world of amorous witchery
Craving for your gluey yet musky glory.
As your passion speaks through your embrace
As your lips take away my breathe.
Enraptured and flushed I stand rooted,
Superficially trying to escape.

As my senses tickles in your neat touch
You bind my roaring beats with remarkable patience
Cradling my sexuality in your masculine haze,
You take me to the shower to bathe.

As the outpour trickles subduing my rage, highlighting my flimsy contour
Rage you will not just from outside but from inside.
Stripping me of my attire as the soap slithers as you desire,
You bathe with me under the shower.
Soaked in gushing flow,
We both sink in the river of impure.

Sin Within

Few strands of hair on the bed 
Bears testimony that you were here
Beside me, making your presence felt.

The crumpled sheets
The struggle of us seeking out each other

The stained sheets
The ashes of our extinguished furnace.

All an attestation of our denuding desires.

Yet the lingering fragrance of our glorious encounter bewitches me for more.

To affirm you not just for few hours 
But for a lifetime

Where the prurience of our bodies are cleansed in cathartic sin

A flaming sin not just from outside 
But from within.

Golden Summer

In the peak of summer,
When the skin scorches with thoughts impure
We meet, in the oppressive heat
For an afternoon siesta

I welcome you to my ravenous abode
Unaware of your intent
Abruptly, you seize me in your embrace
Flustered, I squirm to release from your hold
But you pursue with resolute vigor

Pushing me against the wall
My hands captured with your strength
You devour my lips
Till you taste success.

I respond
Tongues swim with impassioned hunger
As your hands explore, every sinuous curve

Ahh, the twitch between my legs
You feel it and secure your power.
Heaving and puffing, licking and suckling
Bodies wreathing,
We glisten in the golden summer

We bind as one soul
A sense of deja vu

Where lust wasn't about consummation
But unravelling, another layer of desire.

“Stirred am I with the simmering thoughts of summer sexploits

Bodies writhing in sultry noon,

Slurping sweat, sticky juices…bathed in saltiness

Deeper into the sinful quagmire,

No wonder, this summer, more than outside, my insides are on fire…”