I would love to give you some hickies, he remarked

As he caressed her legs

Where would that be, she replied amusedly

Well, I would have preferred the neck, he said

For that would have been conspicuous

But I will prefer 

Between your legs

On your creased petals

Signaturing my lust on it

So that when you walk

You feel the ache

And you long for me

Again and again.

©LR

 

You fell asleep in my arms

When you were done

I didn't move

Even if my arms were numb

For somewhere deep in my heart

I knew

This was a transient moment

So I let you be

With me

And it has stayed ever since

With me.

©LR

 To love me

You have to unlove yourself

For I yearn for a primitive soul

Not the pride

Nestled betwixt your legs

To love me

You need to be chaste

Seeking to learn art

From the artist herself

To love me

You have to be fertile

To lay the seeds of love

To love me

You have to undergo

The passage between heaven

And earth.

©LR

 You changed me

With your love

You changed me

Without you love

I changed

In the realisation

And solace

Of self love.

©LR

 Between your eyes

And mine

Between your lips

And mine

There's a space of infinity

Which I can't bridge

Except in dreams

Still I feel your passion

Streaming from your eyes

Clouding mine

Still I taste your fragrance

Overwhelming my semblance

Do you know why

You do

Still you ask

Why!

©LR

 When I sleep

I won't take your memories

With me

I will gather the enriching experiences

Which blossomed my being

When I sleep

I won't take anything with me

I will carry self love

For you taught me the value of it

After you deceived me

In the name of love

When I will finally sleep

And I wait...

©LR

 What can you even give me

Except your pompous words

Except your materialistic lures

Except your deceptive love

Except your bulging flesh

I'm above it

I wear my scarred flesh

With nude elegance.

©LR

 

There's nothing left in me

To give

You have made me

An empty vessel

Even the eyes have become stoic

Even words fail

No matter how much I refill myself

In the vagaries of life

You make me barren

Everytime

With your callous presence

Is it you or me

The empty essence!

©LR

Don't wear the bra

Just the blouse, he insisted

Why, she questioned

Amused with his persistence

It looks seductive that ways, he replied

When your breasts are bursting at the seams

The nipples pinned like needles

On the sheer fabric

A sight of sheer sensuality

Besides, its easier

For me to have a sip of your nectar

Whenever I wish.

©LR