The sight of my sperm sliding down her spine 

Inside her saree

Was a photographic illustration 

A mere boudoir shoot 

With a stipulated contract of not breaching the territory

Couldn't stop the inevitable 

She was one of the most sought after women on Instagram 

Many photographers with monetary lure desired to shoot her 

But she chose me

That sultry noon

When she bared her back for the shoot 

The sight of her sculpted structure

Her isla negra 

How could a man remain flaccid 

When exposed to such rare art

Her arched brows like the bow of Kamadev 

Her eyes of oceanic depths 

And those cascading tresses reaching her ankles 

Her body was poetry 

As I grew in my shorts 

The camera slipping in my sweaty palms

I couldn't help but masturbate

Painting her back with my ink

And that was art redefined!

©LR