The colours on you

I am drunk tonight
And my senses are raging.
I realise it's late to be messaging
But I have to.

For you have captured my imagination.
I wish to paint you
But blurry are the colours.
So I sketch you in my vision.

Black looses it's intensity
As it cascades down your waist.
Pink becomes just another shade
For your pout sensually whispers.

White becomes pristine
When they trickle from your mounds.
How I wish to drink nectar from them.
Purple gives purpose to your navel.
As seduction flows from your curves.

Crimson is ultimately your colour
For you are the ember
Which I desire.

Ash becomes my colour.
Which I smear all over.

Just be there

Just be there.
As we sit cross legged.
Your phallus in my depth.
My heaving bosom on your sculpted chest.

Be there
Let our beats resonate,
As we gyrate to meaningless lust.
Look into my eyes,
You will find yourself there.

Don't leave

Don't hold me tight
For if you leave,
My soul will weep.

Don't hold me with indifference
For I can't hear your beats.

Be with me in different degrees
Of passionate frenzy.
For that's how I wish us to be.

And if you have to leave
Then leave
But don't cheat me ever.

(pic courtsey: Jyoti)

Let it be

Let it be.
I know what's there in your mind.
It's swimming in your eyes.
It's in your coy smile.

Your words will falter if you lie.
Just come closer, don't be shy.
Let me write wordlessly on you.

I see you in red

I see you in red
Sprawled across the bed.
Your waves scattered like an halo effect.

I only see you in red
For that's the colour that defines your rage.

I wish to enter you when you are red
For that's how you should be taken
When fertile is your earth.

When I paint you

Next time when I paint a canvas

You will be my muse

I won't draw a form

Nor I will add colours.

It will be abstract.

For that's how I see you.

Enchantingly elusive.

I will let my heart brush 

For my mind becomes blank.

When it comes to you.

Classical beauty

You seem to me like a musical instrument
The notes to be learnt
And practiced for music to flow
From your every melodious core.

In the blackness of an eternal night
I wish to be lost
In that classical beauty of yours.