I want to be used tonight, she said

Don't say, my love

For that hurts

Shower the choicest of abuses

Signature me with bruises

Till you suckle out every ounce of juice 

Beneath my surface

Use me

Abuse me

Till it erases the trace of love

I have yearned

For ages.

©LR

 All I need is you

Wrapped in our comfortable silence

For words are meaningless

In a world of chaotic emotions

You aren't mine

Nor I am yours

But we are tied

By an invisible thread of love

And concern

I read your silence

As you read mine

Both entwined in wanting

And waiting

For our silent unison.

©LR

 

Your words

Touch me

And I find myself

Touching you

In my thoughts

So surreal you are

Your frank eroticism in poetic utterances

Celebrating rites of flesh

Is my passage to salvation

Your fine sexuality

With the cascading waterfall

Coursing your contours of desire

Is a different tale

You engulf me

Like fire

You are my beginning

You are the end.

©LR

  

I love the suspense you build up

With your images

Arty and seductive

With your curvy waist

Robing my focus from work

Your blouses mysterious

Inviting and igniting

Making me wonder

Whether its covered

Or cleavage displaying

The back barely tied

With modesty for hope

Is it you

Or the layers you drape

Is it me

Or my thirst for you

You my lady

Are no less than seductive goddess!

©LR

 

In that cleavage

Of your lips

I see infinite desires

I want them caressing my virginity

Till I pour every ounce of my adolescence

On your throbbing sexuality

Take me ma'am

Under your tutelage

I wish to be your only pupil

In this carnal odyssey.

©LR

 

She paints herself

For none could capture her pallet of colors

She writes for herself

For none could touch her smouldering fervor

She sings for herself

For none could empathize with the sagas she underwent

She is now confined to herself

For she's safe now

Bereft of love

And desires

A soul beautified with experiences.

©LR

 She the art

She the artist

She the grace

She the seductress

She the love

She the darkest desire

She the radiance

She the melancholy 

She the woman

A reflection of me.

©LR

 

I want you

Even if there's no love between us

Even if we have moved apart

Even if its pure lust

I still want you.

©LR

 Don't ask me to change position

Just go down

Between my legs

And build the sexual tension

Till I am sore

Till you taste only of me.

©LR

 It was a sight

She had often dreamt of

And now it metamorphosized

Into reality

Both her lovers

Latching on to her breasts

Like toddlers

The feeling so surreal

She was overflowing

Betwixt her legs

While one of them dipped in her navel

The other, spread her legs

With his fingers

The sound of their suckling

Her cascading waterfall

As he fingered

And her ecstatic cries

Filled the air

At last she achieved

Nirvana.

©LR