Sunday, 29 November 2015

Piercing Pleasure


It really hurts when you enter
When my earth is barren
When the senses 
Quiver for rain
Still I allow you to penetrate


Grazing and hurting my parapet
For that's how I precisely wish to taken
Savage
Anywhere


When the pain sends a chill
The adrenaline rush
The throb of sex
Echoes


In my piercing moan
And your satiated groan
Pleasure in pain.



©LR


Thursday, 26 November 2015

When we meet


The day when we meet
I wish to steal a kiss
To savour your poetry
To be embalmed in your sensuality


Clandestinely
On the roof top
Under the empyreal ambience
Where the chilly breeze enlivens your nipples
And the golden hues 
Blushes your skin


I yearn to romanticise your femininity
In that magical setting
When dusk sets in


Away from the prying eyes
I would only steal a kiss
The kiss of secrecy
The kiss of sin.



©LR

Sunday, 22 November 2015

Finding her

Kneeling was she under the bed.
Her panties revealing more than expected.

What was she searching for.
But my search was over.

Gingerly holding her waist.
Stripping her flimsy layers.
I grinded my bulging urge.

Responded did she.
Opening further her cleavage.

As I inserted my fingers.
Caressing her waves
A gasp escaped when I found her.
That's when I bent down to submerge in her gushing river.



Painting my senses

That night when you painted me.
Under the moonlight sky.
Dipping your brush in dreamy colours.

Loosening my lofty bun.
Blushing red on my lips.
You painted with thoughts at sea.

I waited for your artistic touch.
You did...with just your brush.
Lowering my saree for my luscious cleavage.
As I heaved in feral lust.

You sensed it.
Yet you continued with your medley of colours.
Ohh the tortourous passage.

When you parted my mystery for the glimpse of my navel.
Tiny diamonds reflected in your vision.
Yet you restrained yourself.

Till the clouds enveloped the moon in sing song temptation
That's when you painted my imagination.



Sunday, 15 November 2015

All these years


I finally found her
After all these years

The girl whose simplicity stole my heart
She used to come to my store
With her guy

There was something about her
Unassuming, yet so fetching
Never could I linger my vision
Nor could I ever express my feelings
We barely exchanged a word 
I knew, she was taken

Although she addressed me in reverence
Over the years 
It grew beyond liking

She was unlike countless women I had slept
Her chaste vulnerability 
Made me restless

I missed her silently when she left
She was the one I could never forget

And when destiny reconnected us
I mustered courage 
To convey, what I felt

She smiled and said
You are late

I still see her
I still feel her
After all these years.

©LR

Friday, 13 November 2015

Voice of reason


Wish you could be with me
In my silence
And my turbulence
Travelling miles
Beyond infinity

I so ache to have you
You are my definition of femininity
Your engulfing flames
In my hermetic nights
Incinerates my being
The crescent moon
Cradled on your waist
With your tertiary eye
Sigh!

You sense me
Yet you choose to maintain clauses
Lemme come closer
Lemme disintegrate
In your essence

I know, I am not the cloudburst
That will extinguish your eternal flame
Nor you are the moon
That will bring me peace
To my actuality

Yet there is something in you
Beyond the voice of reason
For which
I desire you
Like none other!

©LR


Thursday, 12 November 2015

We merge

Your hunger...my thirst...
Your fury...my silence...
Your concupiscence...my search...
Nothing merged...
Yet the whispering shadows...
In the moonlight meadows...
We met...we touched ....
Your thrust...my gasp...
A rythym...without hope and commitments...
We breathe...we merge...
Even if it was for few moments...




Tuesday, 10 November 2015

Silencing my mind

My search ends.
No longer I will wait
No more I will crave.

All the touches seems bland.
My senses detests the lust of a man.
No longer will I succumb to words.

Soulful : a mirage I had built.
Disenchanted and embittered
I silence myself to death.