Neither of them needed each other

But still they met

While she had embraced herself

He was content with gratifying his virile flesh 

The disparity in their age

Separated by states

Didn't hinder their attachment

From late night conversations

Till the grogginess of the twilight 

They found their sacred space 

Even if their cravings for carnal indulgence overwhelmed

They found solace in the hope of someday

He treasured her intimate images

While she garnished his words with ardour 

They continued...

Was it love?

©LR