Is it my thirst

Or yours

For when I touch myself

Visualising you

Entangled in my legs

I come in waves

The frothy orgasmic cascade

Drenches my modesty

Leaving my spent

But the lingering ache

For you

To be there, remains...

Starting all over again

Is it my thirst

Or yours

©LR

 

I get turned on

By details

The way you raise your hair

High in the air

Exposing your nude neck

I so desire to signature it

With my name

And the glimpse of your third eye

Ensconced in your fleshy belly

That's a sight so rare

It drives me insane

For nights

And days.

©LR

 What's my favourite colour

You implore

Well, purple me with passion

Crimson me with indulgence

And blacken me

Till I am signatured

With your name

On my flesh

All the dense shades, my boy

For that's what I am

A woman of sweeping desires!

©LR

 

Why is my heart so chaotic

For reasons unknown

I delve into infinity

To find answers

But all that echoes

Is reflection of embittered experiences

I have endured

Still the heart seeks

Intensely aware

Nothing

And none can soothe her spirits

She has to course through the cycles of the moon

To find purpose.

©LR

 Some tried to touch

With their words

Some merely touched the flesh

But none could touch the soul

For they were as hollow

As their existence.

©LR

 You lured me into the night

With your dark doe eyes

I feel your fire

Engulfing my core

Smothering me by seconds

I try to rise

But all that remains

Is your embers.

©LR

 He slipped his hands

Under her hips

Cushioning a pillow underneath

She rose

To meet him

He penetrated

In one smooth motion

She arched in pain

At his brutal inquest

But the euphoria

Of pleasure

Enmeshed in pain

Had a chilling effect

But when he inserted his finger

Along with his member

She found herself

Again and again

©LR

 Before I knew

I melted into him

The rites of flesh

Was so consuming

I didn't bother

The bruises he imprinted on my flesh

The soreness between legs

The brutality he inflected

For that was my desire

To be celebrated

Like the goddess of fire.

©LR

 

There you are

Trying to fit yourself

Into perfection

But I like the way you are

Beautifully imperfect

The swaying breasts

Aching for lover's embrace

That curvaceous waist

Desiring to be bejeweled

Defined by those flappy thighs

And the moist dark wilderness

Of your being

Is nature

In ostentatious display

Why do you wish to fit yourself into perfection

My lady.

©LR

 

All I have to do

Bear my name

On your neck

While I ride you

Till the moon shines

On my face!

©LR

 

You in reality

You in dreams

I shiver with desire

Whenever you come

Closer to me

The night has faded

Between your legs

The dawn rages

In between your breasts

I die a thousand deaths

Only to rise

Seeing your navel.

©LR

 Between your said

Inbetween my unsaid

Between your expectations

Inbetween my fading silence

So much was still left.

©LR

 A part of me

Was there with you

A part of me

Is still there with you.

©LR

I need you

When my flower blooms

I feel you

Squirming in my crimson river

Trying to find a passage

I see you

Rushing to seed me

With your pristine beads

But you dilute

In my dense stain

For while you eclipse 

In my depths

I blossom 

For infinite possibilities.

©LR