Your Wetlands

I would walk on water 

Just to be with you

Across your treacherous wetlands

Brushing those errant strands

Drowning in those hypnotic eyes

Gulping those succulent lips

Inhaling the aroma of your dense waves

And caressing those blushing mounds

To breathe

The same air as thee

That is where 

I want to be

To be engulfed in your sensuous flesh

In your wetlands

Where every pore springs of life

Where the freshness of your juices 

Submerge me

It's you, my lady

You are the elixir of my thirst.

©LR

Realise her

And they all love her mind.
So nude is she.
Her skin, what a sinful indulgence

Her thoughts are a whirlpool.
Her sexuality an abyss.
They know nothing of her passion,
Nor they sense her aggression
She will engulf you, even in fantasies.

Read her or like her,
Vilify her or ignore her.
But you will never get over her
For she haunts, strips your facade
even through her verses.
Do you realize now what you are dealing with?

Live in you

I had already closed my eyes...
I was taken away...
But then you called...your voice screaming...
Streaming through death stirred my senses...
I wanted to wake, to cradle you to my warmth... But my body was blushed in cold...
There you were and here I was...
A life and a death...my remnants in your womb...
I will live...in you

Poetess eyes

The eyes of a poetess...
Resonates in mysticism...
Sometimes they sparkle of love...
Sometimes they shimmer in pathos...
They emote the unsaid...
The fragility of her existence.
The death of her substance
The fantasies of the poetess...envelopes the audiences...
Purple is her colour...symbolizing passion.
She shatters the glass frame...but only in her verses.
The eyes of the poetess...no less than a maelstrom!

Coalescing fire

An addiction you are.
And continue to be.

The more I read glimpses of your sexuality,
The more I am enamoured in your mystical aura

A seductress you are.
You flow like a sensual river.
How I wish to dip in your intensity.

When the sun gets enveloped in your tresses,
Your captivating eyes immerse me in its undercurrents.
As you whisper through your simmering sultriness.
Dew drops plaster your curvaceous figure.

I take you there, by the symbolic river.
Devouring your femininity in throbbing urgency.
You don't yield,
You consume me

Riding and submitting
We become equals.
For the fire in me
Coalesces the fire in you.