We Both Know

We may not share a life,
but we will share an abode.
The keys to it will be our soul.

The pictures of our love
Will be imprinted all over the walls.
I see my colour on your forehead
I hear my beats in your voice.

Every nook and corner will bear testimony of our mutual efforts.
That will be the abode
Where we could have had our future.

But we both know...

Fire and Water

We shouldn't be doing it, she pleaded.
But he wasn't listening
For he was raging.

Whisking her to the bed, he ripped her layers.
And took her, by the edge of the bed.
Stifling her mouth,
He plundered without any foreplay.

He was on fire
And it was her water
That gave him the ultimate pleasure.
He was swimming,
So was she.
I love you baby, she managed to whisper.

Merging her boobs, she offered.
He took each of them in feverish fervour

For it was only her
And her sinuous waters
Which could extinguish histhirst.

Another one

I watched her from waves of smoke.
She was lost,
Her hair messy, lips apart in ecstacy,
Her breasts swinging in flared passion.
I was her individual audience
For she was riding me.

Another one, I smiled
And kept smoking, numbing my lungs.

She was tiring for she was liberating,
A chilling tranquility descended as she lay exhausted
Yet my thoughts remained fragmented
The darkness I survive on,
No one could penetrate, till date.

While you

While you wrote poetry on my flesh

I composed them in verses

While your lips moved over my throat

On the top of my shoulder

Your warm velvety tongue sending electric currents

I bloomed 

In your play of lasciviousness

A warm rush of love

Flowed in my veins

When you bathed in my musky juices

As it cascaded betwixt my thighs

I achieved salvation

You are the one baby

You will be the one, always. 

©LR

Almost in love

You were almost in love, 

I could feel it, he said

I still love him 

And wish to have him back, she responded 

With inexplicable sadness

Even if he didn't love me

It's only my lush 

That lured him

I have given him everything

And now I having nothing 

To look forward

Back to my barren existence

Someday maybe he will realise

But then I won't be there with him

Whose loss 

But I gained for sure

Finding myself

©LR

Welcome Home

With trembling hands he cupped my face and kissed me on the forehead.
It stirred my soul.

We looked at each other as eyes brimmed with unspoken words.
Lips parted to be merged.
Gingerly we probed.
I tasted his euphony, silently imprinting him in words.

As I arched my neck, he sang.
Time stood still as his passion echoed.
Wrapping him in my heart, I felt his shrouded pain.
All that I could manage to whisper,
No more my boy, welcome home.