Her petals were in full bloom
While she was sleeping semi nude
Little did she realise
How tormented was I
Unable to perform my designatory chores
As I bulged, dripping with lust
Inconspicuously, I shut the door
Moving gingerly towards her,
I spread her
She remained motionless
Closed eyed
Not a whisper
Not a whimper
But anticipating...
I dived, like an eagle for its prey
My fire,
Her ashes
Lost was I, in her darkness
Levelling her legs on my shoulders
I probed her
Copiously flowed her treasures
Squirming and moaning
Thrusting herself on my face
I was drunk beyond measures
Till the sound of the doorbell
Brought me back to reality
Leaving her muggy on the bed,
I resumed my chores
With her flavour lingering
On my lips
©LR
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