Spilling my colors

The flame extinguished

And the room 

Was plunged into darkness

For few minutes

We both remained

Silently rooted

I was about to keep the brush aside

When the splendor of moon

Illuminated her curvaceous frame

I resumed my painting

In the dimmed light

I was sweating profusely

But I didn't want to miss out

The artistry of that moment

Those dews on her sinuous flesh

Was distracting my senses

But when she lifted her arm

To collect her tresess

I stopped

Grabbing her tresses

I pushed her against the window pane

Leveling her leg on it

I shoved my raging stallion

Stop, she screamed

I gagged her mouth

And pounded

Till she fell
In to my rhythm

I came

On her

Spilling my colors

On her navel.

©LR