Dead she spoke

Do the dead speak.
Yes they do.
And she did.
As she lay cradled in my lap.
So lifeless to my warmth.

Her lips still so moist
Were those my tears.
Or she was about to speak.
Her tresses still shimmering in the light.
Ready to bounce back to life.
Her bosom so full and flowing.
Ready to feed my baby

I heard her in death.
She conveyed...my journey with you is over.
Now she will be our life.

Libidinous fever

I am so lame with excuses now
I want you as much you as crave me
I wish to go ahead
But the chains in my heart

There you are, so close.
Your musky fragrance
Overwhelming my senses
The touch that threatens to rip my layers
I melt...
In the magical spell of yours

I am dripping
Soaked are my excuses
My libidinous fever is taking over
Come my love
Cure my itch.

©LR

I will wait

I will wait for you.
Dunno where you are.
Who you are.
But I will wait.

The one who touches me with words
The one who makes love to me in thoughts.
I know you are somewhere out there, reading me.
It's only a matter of time when destiny will bring us close.

A soul who sees through my veil.
Connects with me spiritually.
Just your presence.
Even if it's from a distance.
I am waiting till date

Our space

The space between our eyes.
Undresses me.
The space between our lips.
Tastes me.

The space between our touch.
Simmers us
The space between my words and your thoughts.
One day, we will weave soulful rhapsodies.
The space between you and me...resonates.

Sheer poetry

The pearls on her waist
Wrapped in melody.
Cradling her sensuality.
Tingled in my fantasies.
Sheer poetry was she.

Ohh those seductive tresses.
Falling on her waist.
Enshrouding her ripe breasts.
Stirred my senses.

I was blinded in her abyss.
Till my dreams melted in the soft sunrise.
But why are the pearls scattered.
Was my poetry there with me last night.

Drunk in Thoughts

So drunk in your thoughts
In the silent shadows.
I whisper your name but it echoes.

The glass of wine spills through my mounds to the dense valleys.
Bow there to gulp my essence.
I taste like none.

For I am a poisonous enchantress.
Slowly I will float in your veins.
You yearn to die in me.
But l spare you.

So that every breathe you take,
Reminds you of me.
Like I die millions times,
Thinking of you.

Only Through Eyes

Look at me when I am on top,
Look at me when you are above.
For that's how I wish you to lock.
Through my eyes.

Capture my tidal waves,
Ravish my aphrodisiac essence.
Seize me when I glide all the way from your hairy chest,
Offering my luxuriant crevice to your lips.

Keep looking, don't drown in my concupiscence.
Just realise my incandescence.
Even if I burn only in darkness,
In full moon transcendence.
I wish us to reach orgasm,
Only through our vision.

Moon and Rain

The moon and rain are so distant...
One glimmers in darkness...
While the other shimmers the essence...
He quenches the thirst...
She embalms the soul...
He cleanses the impurities...
She sings timeless memories...
The moon and rain...subtle in their significance...
He yearns for her as she remains clouded in horizon...
Sometimes in blossomed glory...sometimes in crescent braid...
He washes her path so that he can moon over her without any shame...
Even if it's from a distance...

Beautiful paradox

A beautiful paradox was she.
Her sensitivity were her melodies.
Her sufferings were her discovery.
Her visuals profoundly hypnotising.

She casts a spell when she weaves.
Her poetic fragrance lingers in my dreams.
Wrapped in passion she flames by desire.
I am unapologetically intoxicated with this beautiful mystery.

Who are you

Why are these butterflies on your neck

Why are these stars on your breasts

Why is your hair so messy

Why is your lips pouty

Was it me or someone else

Whose fragrance lingers on your skin

In whose blush you are radiating

Are you my love 

Or lust of someone else

©LR

The moon

And 'your smile still have the tears that fell upon its lips'
No one could see except me.
As you try to veil in mysticism.
You try to scream through musings.
Your loneliness only echoes.
Your search ends no where.

They play with your feelings,
Lusting for your flesh.
They all are the same.
Scars are all that remains.
For them you are just a transitory challenge.

Seclude yourself in darkness my moon.
Bloom in the shadows,
Crescent or full.

Blurring reflections

I see you in silence.
Eyes locked...conveying our intentions.
We move closer throbbing in passion.

Diamonds shimmer in the crazed outburst of lust.
There we stood...dead against time.
Gingerley brushing your lips against mine.
You went behind.

Guiding me to the mirror.
Eyes burning in fervour.
We look at each other.

Liberating my tresses.
Whispering kisses on my neck.
Cradling my waist.
Plastering your hardness in my curvy cleavage.

Eyes locked...we frame our nude wantings.
Weaving my lustrous tresses around you.
You grind.
Slowly in rhapsodic motions.

We celebrate our wanderlust eyes.
without consummating.
As tears roll blurring the reflections.
I realise it was just me and my vivid imagination.

Closures

How can you be so ruthless

Without any substance or reason.
How can someone be so hurting when my existence hardly makes any difference to any.
My withdrawal is misconstrued as arrogance.
My response is colored as vicious radiation.

Every ceasefire culminates only into further volcanic eruptions.
I fail to understand...this is so disenchanting!
Am I to be blamed for responding.
Sapped am I...
I no longer wish to dwell...
I finally choose closure to the two parallel chapters

Pound of flesh

She watched them.
Pouncing on her flesh.
Sometimes milking her boobs.
Sometimes between her legs.
Thumping and breathless.

They were chapters.
But without any verses.
She came across them.
All seeking a pound of flesh.
Nothing more nothing less.

Did they have her.
No...they were just libidinous
They got gratified.
Leaving her restless.

She didn't know why she succumbed.
She only wished to blossom.
But they all left her withered.
So dead.

Will miss you

Heart brims as I close your chapter.
Few months it was
mixed moments.
Now will be etched in memories.

Had I known the journey with you was this far.
I would have loved you more.
Like a child you sought me.
I maintained distance.

Dreading your impulsiveness.
Offended by your indifference.

But then somewhere you grew on me.
Forming an inexplicable bond over the few months.

Feelings choke, clouding my vision.
When I realise you won't be there tomorrow.
I was here
will be here.
You came and left as a stranger.

Your lap

Just your lap in which I wish to cradle.
Just your lap, next to your beats.
Just your lap to feel your warmth.
Just your lap in which I wish to breathe.
Nothing more

If ever it's time for me to close my eyes.
Just your lap.

I still love you and miss you
My existential universe

Who am I

I stood in front of the mirror

All that I see, is a piece of flesh

Where am I

Where is my essence

No one sees through me.

They see what I project

A charade.

Do I need a lover, admirer or a soul mate

To define my substance.

I muse on love, 

I fantasise on sex.

But that's not what I wish 

Nor I crave

Is this my process of self discovery

Am I heading towards spirituality.

Who am I, 

Where am I heading

I am so clueless.

©LR

Let her

Let her breathe
Let her love
Let her blossom
Let her luxuriate
Let her liberate
Let her suffer
Let her learn from experiences
Just let her
What she wishes to be
Let her embrace get being

©LR

Too late

How much further can you push me.
You didn't realise when you even lost me.
I drifted.
I tried to sail
But I wished, it was with you.
But you incorrigibly failed.

How long will we continue with this charade.
I am saturated.
I wish to exhale.

Why all my attempts go in vain.
Is my existence so trivial.
By the time if you ever realise.
It will be too late.

Someone like you

He said "someone like you..."
With whom I wish to sink
Something like you
I wish to drink

To be intoxicated beyond words
Beyond the realm of attraction
You and I
In an artistic fusion

Someone like you
To blush my lips
Someone like you
To elevates my beats

My veins are humming
For your tantalising touch
So dizzy am I
In your mystical charm

I arch at night
When I release myself
Visualising you
And drunk in lust

I burn in your colour so red

That slight glimpse of your waist
I feel like drinking from there

When the fragrance of honey drips from your blossomed mounds
Sliding all the way to my expectant mouth

I don't yearn for any
Except you

©LR

Bewitched

Your mystical essence

Are the colours of passion

Those bounteous tresses

Envelopes the moon

The stars in your eyes

Fades the sunshine

You define yourself

As an exquisite distress

But you haunt me

When I read your ravishing verses

You flow in my veins

Enlivening me with your lasting fragrance

You intrigue me

And I toss in agony

To meet you

To sense you

Why

I have no answers

A dream woman you are

And I will forever remain bewitched

With you and your verses.

©LR

Unveiling the moon

Famished is my soul

Parched my skin

I meander in the silent shadows

Searching for meanings

Waiting am I for the touch

For that ultimate blush

Something consuming 

Yet calming

When his passion touches me 

Through words

In sublime whispers

Did somebody lift my veil

Or he defined the moon

A confluence of mystical tragedy

Living

Without rhythm

Did he see through me

Is it for.

©LR

Till then

In the calignosity of the night skies
A tingling urge assails my senses.
Blazing me from within.
The devil's heart fancies,
Darkest wanderings.

With he, who caresses me in passionate whispers.
Silencing my sin.

Till the new moon inflames my skin again.
Till then
Till then.