Alive yet dead

They touch...they go...
But none to touch my core....
They thump their flesh...they buy sex...
The predators of lust...define me as a whore...
Where have I come...where will I go...
Only money flows...
My body cries no more...
Mind numb as they thump...
Clawing my flesh...bruising me all over...
I try to escape but my profile follows...
A beauty that cursed my existence forever...
Alive...dying everyday in minutes and seconds...

One night

No words spoken, just us.
No promises to be made, no regrets.
One night it will be when we will merge in lust.
The melody will take its course,
The flesh will rejoice in sweat.

It will be one night honey,
When we will live every second.
Let us climax together,
Let us liberate.

There is so much to do my love.
But one night it is that I can afford.
As we make love till dusk entwined in each other,
Sin dissolves into love.

Alive and beautiful

The more the resilience, the more the beauty...that's what she was...
I craved for her...in darkest hours...
She was extremely unsettling...
Her glorious tresses...her pouty lips...her curves, draped in poetry...
I visualised her...her soft breathe, honeyed voice...warm flesh...penetrating me...
I rise...as a feel her...
Dragging her tresses...I make her mount...
A collective gasp escapes as lips meet...her velvety flesh...my throbbing turgidity...
We dance to no melody...my hands cradling her voluptuousness ..
Lust thrash...madness moans...
Tiny dots of diamonds glitter as we devour each other in passionate tones...
She embraces my noise in her silent comfort...
I yearn for her...she stays on my skin...making me alive and beautiful...