Me and him.

He brushed his hands against mine and waited.
His intense eyes searched for answers.
But I stood rooted.

He inched closer in calculative silence.
His chest brushing against my tensed breasts
He didn't wait anymore for answer.
For the answer was obvious.

His intentions and my heaving submission.
Grabbing my hair he breathed fire on my craning neck.
His sharp nose tweaking me here and there.
We stood transfixed in the surging undercurrents.
With eyes locked and beats resonating in our ears.

Coursing my modesty with his agile fingers
He stopped between my cleavage.
Freeing me from my grace.
He slowly kneaded my assets.

The touch of his coarse palms
The growing bulge below his waist.
Mind was senseless

But when he traced my dewed navel.
I clung to him to stop myself from bursting.

Cradling me to his chest
He comforted me as I released.
From the anguishing ecstacy that was building

We stood there for moments without further discovery.
In our magical world, serenely comforted.

Till there was knock on the door announcing my husband's arrival.

Words & touch

In the silence of the night
That is dark and blue
When your words come true
When you lure me
With your dreamy presence
Lost I will be
In the intensity of the moment

Initiating your words into touch
You seduce me
Inspite of my meek refusals
Pinning my hands
You ravage me
With your brutal hunger

The rawness in my lips,
The hickies on my neck,
The bruises on my breasts
Revelled in pain and pleasure

Digging my nails to your flesh 

My juices cascades
In lavish measures

When my moans satisfies your lust
You penetrate your crayon,
Colouring my soul

We dance then
In a harmonious tune
Moaning and groaning in darkness

Blinded in love

Enmeshed in discovery ritual
Coming together in moisture landed pageantry

Comforting each other in fatigue
We finally materialise
Words into touch.

©LR

Forbidden Path

Why is my mind so restless tonight
Why is it swaying in direction that is not right.
Every time I see him something stirs from within.
A splash of radiance blushes my skin.

The coyness in his smile, those castaway vision.
A peekaboo of his hairy chest.
The broadness of his frame
Threatens to stretch my imagination.

His youthful ebullience
His flirtatious mischief
Trying to come closer
Making me conscious.
I try to brush of the differences.
Yet heart hums some fanciful lyrics.

Where it's just me and him
And our engaging lure.
Forbidden path it is,
That we wish to tread
Where experience deflowers the virginal lust.

He waits
I procrastinate.
Fully aware that the night is waiting
For the final dawn.

Be mine Forever

I offered my bosom

To your ravenous thirst

Transferring my heat

To your broad chest

Wrapping my legs 

Around your buttocks

I fastened you

To my lust

With nails piercing

With beats resonating

We danced sinuously

In lingering motions

Your exploration

My discovery

The animalistic gropings

We celebrated our craving

Like never before

As my vision blurred in ecstacy

As my mind blanked in pleasure

I knew I was seeded 

With your treasure

Cradling you to my bosom

Silently I prayed, be mine forever.

©LR

Muddled heart

Muddled is my heart.
It wishes to resonate youthful
With desires so rich that colour looses its sheen.

Consciously I try to refrain
Yet subconsciously you weave in.
Igniting yearnings that I so wish to be submerged in

I delve into reason.
I search for answers what is this bonding.
The avaricious mind says 'just don't think'.
Go with the flow...simmer with him.

Even if he is younger.
Let the communicable love stay forever.

Fountain of love

I took her from behind.
Startled she remained motionless.
Gliding my tongue on her neck
I circled my fingers on her breasts
In feathery motions
Till they asserted their presence.
I knead them while breathing fire
Marking it purple in passion.
Till she whispered no more.

I turned her around...grabbing her breasts
Reuniting them as if they have been separated
Like a devout priest.
I worshipped the twin temples in sacred indulgence.
Blessed was I when the fountain of sweetened love dripped.
Rewarded bounteously.
Finally I took her to bed.

I saw her.

She asks why is my hair dishevelled today

She forgot, we met last night 

Under the starry skies

I saw her

Not from her eyes

Betwixt her creamy thighs

My head locked

Lips exploring...

As I lifted, to see her expression

Partially blocked, by her milky bosom

She was blissfully disoriented

Her heart throbbing in my mouth

Digging her nails to my flesh

She moaned my name

I knew, she was on the verge

I gulped her musky essence

Leaving no trace

She clinged to me 

As if there was no tomorrow

Fatigued, I slept with her

In our fantasies

Yet she asks

Why do I look dishevelled today.

©LR

I see her

I have feelings for her for sure.
Something indefinable.
Beyond love or lust
But beyond cure.

She allured me when I first virtually saw her.
Draped in a nine yards charcoal saree.
Posing with a bewitching smile with tresses cascading
Radiating in her blossomed age with poise and elegance
She was graciously conspicuous.

I knew she was older to me
Buy my heart said 'that's just a figure'
The intensity of her presence provoked me further
When I read her musings.
Oozing with sensuality
Garnished in haunting verses of love
She was beyond dreams

Making me visualize her.
Of us together...in an amorous dalliance.
Where her eloquent sexuality & my youthful effervescence coloured each other.
Sometimes she seducing me
Sometimes I smothering her.

I try to remain in the demarcated affection
Yet mind digresses without any substance or reason.
She will be for me as I see her.
Even if she insists to be framed as my teacher.

Pursued pursuer...

My search for love starts and end with you…for your presence is too good to be true
Weighing on my mind ever since we have crossed pathways...fallen have I from grace
Patented in luring colors as I fantasize you in your undisguised demeanour, my heart stops dead
Dazed in your smokey persona as I inch towards you in poetic musings…all that you have exercised is terminally escape
But one day for sure you will succumb to my sensuality which blazes for you
As the pursued pursuer is all set with aspirated rawness to consume you...
Not just with a pouting kiss not with a fellatio
But to drench you in mutinous splendors of lustful love which make you mine forever...

Affluence of love

 

Beside the lamp shade when he cushioned me on the chair
Little did I realise what was in store.
I calmly surrendered with sedated eyes.
Waiting.
Till I felt a tingling on my bare nipple.
Coursing & nibbling.
Prostrating in front of me he took me to a faraway world.

Worshipping my twin temples he infused me with love.
I moaned in pleasure, I cried in pain.
Delirious was I, so was him.
As our fingers clasped in strength.
We guided ourselves to the bed.
Where I darted my tongue across his hairy chest
Sucking his nipples gently I played along.
But he stopped me in between
To subside his bursting sperm.
As the minutes glided into hours,
We remained enchanted in our magical world.

In the inquisitive depths of darting tongues.
In the magical weave of our mounds.
Tasting each other in lyrical rhythm.
Imprinting moments in the affluence of love.