Tonight Nude Me

Tonight I wish to dance, uninhibited
Drowning my pathos
To define my fragmented thoughts
To realise my substance

Tonight I wish to dance, nude
To cleanse the power of rage
Soothening my nerves
In chilling tranquility
To radiate with sensuality and life.

Don't come closer,
Just be my individual audience
As I shed my fury,
My dichotomy of character.

Moist Desires

Those sculpted butts

That lean structure

Your youthful virility

In front of the mirror

Ohh man what a lure!

You encased yourself

With your nudity

Without moist me

Yet I choose to see us

In front of the mirror

Blurring the reflection 

With our moist desires

When you breathe fire all over my skin

When I smolder in your heat

When you caress every elevation

When you finger 

The leaves within

You push me to kneel

That's how I wish to be taken

We see each other in the mirror

Your power, my prowess

At play

No music just the thump of flesh

The mirror shying 

At our libidinous indulgence

Frosty it becomes

When moistness coates 

Signifying our success

That's how we should frame us

With moist desires.

©LR

Your spell

Did you put a spell on me, my love

Why am I raging

My wrists are blue

My skin is marked

What kind of spell am I in

A pain lingers all over my flesh

Yet ,why do I feel blissfully nourished

Did you make love to me

Or did you revel in masochism

Was I in your trance 

Or was I drunk

Why can't I recollect anything

All that I know and feel

I am only yours

Even if it's your spell my love

Even if it's your spell.

©LR

Something about you

Don't ask how I see you
Don't ask how I feel for you...
Some feelings are expressionless...
You have stirred something within...I wish to convey but feel shy...
If simplicity is beauty...then it's you...
If creativity is enchanting...then I am magnetised to you...
If elegance needs a synonym...who could be better than you...
I fantasise about you...thoughts so vivid...that makes me feel ashamed to convey...
I wish you can sense it...
But there is something about you my lady...there is something about you...that beguiles me...

Delicious incest

Dishevelled was she when she opened the door...tresses loose, clothes flimsy.
She wasn't expecting me.

She asked me to come in.
I followed...eyes glued to her sensuous skin.
She was my friend's mother,
A lady blossomed,
A curvaceous sin.

As I waited, my eyes followed her every movement.
She was aware.
She caught me through her vision.

With my heart thudding...I tried to be evasive
When she silently sauntered towards me.
Holding my sweaty hands,
She guided me to her inner sanctum.
Where the sun filtered
But sin twinkled.

Gently laying me on the bed, blindfolding my eyes
She tied my hands to the bed post.
My heart had stopped dead.
the smell of lust hung thick in the air
I felt her...her presence watching me from distance.

Seconds passed in those throbbing undercurrents.
Till I felt her kneeling
Offering her clitoris to my unexpecting lips.

Confounded yet ignited, I took her swimmingly...
Gulping her muskiness.
Her muffled moans.
Her hunger...my thirst...it was maddening.

It was then she climbed my virile erection...slowly.
The first feel of flesh wrapped to my penis,
It was exhilarating.
She moved...so did I.

The sweet pain shooting through my head.
I lost it...within seconds.
She descended...untying me, cradling me to her bosom.
That was my first step towards delicious incest.

My lady

You are yet to be described my lady.
There is so much I wish to say.
Is it the cascading tresses, is it the pouting lips.
I could go on weaving your external beauty.
Yet I choose your haunting thirst.
The more I read you,
The more I sense you.
A passion so contagious that penetrates my brilliance.

There is so much I wish to say my lady.
But your calligraphic verses keep me in a trance.
Where my incompleteness gets absorbed in your intensity.
And I momentarily escape.

It's not you my lady whom I seek.
Its your thoughts that has overwhelmed me.
Forgive me if I sin with you in fantasy.
After all I am just a man.
Be there my dear lady.
Just be there.
Lemme just admire you even from a distance.

Burning for love

Those burning eyes

Brimming in sin

Stirred desires deep within.

I delved into them to trace love

Lust it was 

That stared back

I was on top, against his strength

Wet and hot

I knew this wasn't what I wished for

But my juices 

Painted a different picture

He wanted my flesh

My naked denial arousing him more

I buried him in my breasts

While imprinting passion 

All over his structure

His salty taste

His musky fragrance was my poisonous success

I took his nipples

His weakness

Libidos raged, 

As I sat cross legged

Eyes locked, 

Knowing this was not I wanted

But I continued relentless

Liberating not just him

But myself in the process.

©LR

I see yours

It very odd time to look at the picture of a woman...at this hour.
But I see yours.

A beauty that shines crossing thousand miles...making me drawn towards you.
Like a moth towards fire...
Knowing well I will be burnt in your desire.

I yearn for you...to touch your elegance.
To smell your fragrance...to taste your essence.

Colour me my lady with your tanned soft skin.
Immerse me in those dark brown ocean.

Let me make love under the stars as your heart beats next to mine.
When my infatuation blushes to love in your enticing wine.
In this unearthly hour.
I see yours...potrait...naked.