I was spoilt for choices
Between the brothers
Both drawn towards me
Like moth to fire
Which one I wondered
Finally, I settled for both
With none knowing about each other
While the younger one was my tenant
The elder one visited him occasionally
And during one of those visits
Our eyes found each other
Next was the usual course
We exchanged numbers
And during one of the solitary noons
I quenched his fire
The younger one, lacked confidence
To get closer
So I took him under my tutelage
Emboldening his youthful candor
From his stammering interaction
To the performance on bed
It was a sheer carnal carnival
Me involved with the two brothers
But why two
For their power couldn't match t
To the prowess of my experience.
©LR
Are your poems reflection of your desire?
ReplyDeleteMy poems reflect the hidden desires of each of us....a degree more...a degree less.
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