Just a drop

Just a drop
From you
That originates from your neck
Trickling down your breasts
Coursing your contours
And reaches your enchanting forests

Just a drop
From there
To quench my sacred thirst.

©LR

Triumph of Desire

It will be the triumph of desire
When I take you
By the bonfire
Inserting my fire
In you

It will be the union of nature
When my embers are extinguished
In your water

While your earth is seeded
With my fruits

It will be us
And our matter.

©LR

The Odyssey

I will take what is mine, he teased
What will that be, she asked

All that is beneath your skin, he replied
Your blood that rages
Your soul that mesmerises
Your sexuality that seduces

Your flesh is just a passage

I wish to consume your being

So I offer you a choice
Either my fingers will caress your flower
Till you bloom
With my name
On your lips

Or my tongue will dip in your valley
And lick every drop of your liquor
Till you clutch my head
And bury me deeper
In your abyss

I am impressed, my Lord
Let's start the odyssey, she smiled artfully.

©LR

Touch of Destiny

You are the touch of destiny
That was meant to be
Entwined in me

You left
But your presence
Still bleeds in dreams

I dance with the moon
Till the sun fades my being
I wait for twilight, again
Hoping to find you
Amongst the stars

But you were the touch of destiny
That was not meant to be
With me.

©LR

The Becoming

I tried to breathe without you
It wasn't easy
It wasn't difficult even

The breeze didn't carry your fragrance anymore
But it was healing
When nature conspired with destiny
To let go
Of what was not meant to be

It's been years now
Still you haven't faded completely
Why
You would never know

But I became
What I was meant to be.

©LR

When you bloomed

From the moment, you got down from the auto

To the warm grip of your handshake

I was somewhere

Where,

I could not recollect

Was it your bewitching aura

Was it those sparkling eyes

Was it your contagious fragrance

I do not know

For I was lost, in your bearing

And then, that uproarious laughter

On my regional encounter

I was thrown off

So much life!

The discussion transcended

Yet, I was shy

But you, being you

While I stole glances

To frame your essence

As you shook hands before departure

I saw the moon

Slowly fading, into the skies.

But the moon

Still reminds me, of you

When it blooms

As you did, with your laughter

That still haunts my being.

©LR

My Darling Patient

I wish I was your patient,

If that consumes so much of your time, she complained

Well, in that case I will examine you thoroughly, he smiled mischievously

As it is I am deprived of sleep and love

I would love to sleep with you...

I won't use the stethoscope

To delve into your beats

Nor I will use a sphygmomanometer

To feel your gushing pressure

I will be beyond my degrees

I will simply slid my head

Under you chaste layers

And consume your being

The examination I will prefer

Will be with my tongue.

And your moans

Will be the melody in operating theatre

'Stop Dr', you will cry

But there won't be any help

For you did complain

'Wish I was your patient'.

So it will be your itch

And my cure

And that's how I prefer, to have you

My darling patient.

©LR

Nothing Left

What has the world done to you, he asked
As he cupped her face in his palms
Tears trickled from his eyes
But she remained calm
Staring beyond his feelings

Please say something, he pleaded
But she was lost in a reverie
Somewhere where they both had prevailed
The past and it's impressions
When she believed in 'till death do us apart'...

Was it the touch of destiny
That lead to their estrangement
Nothing made sense
For her life now,
Was in the brothel

When he entered the room
To avail her services
Dumbfounded, both froze to the circumstance

Silence in the air
Turmoil in the heart
Words were missing
But breath was echoing

He came closer
And said 'I had never abandoned you'
I came back
But you were already gone

She didn't hold any grudges
Rather she didn't have anything left

She whispered
'The service charges for one hour will be..."

©LR