Golden Summer

In the peak of summer,
When the skin scorches with thoughts impure
We meet, in the oppressive heat
For an afternoon siesta

I welcome you to my ravenous abode
Unaware of your intent
Abruptly, you seize me in your embrace
Flustered, I squirm to release from your hold
But you pursue with resolute vigor

Pushing me against the wall
My hands captured with your strength
You devour my lips
Till you taste success.

I respond
Tongues swim with impassioned hunger
As your hands explore, every sinuous curve

Ahh, the twitch between my legs
You feel it and secure your power.
Heaving and puffing, licking and suckling
Bodies wreathing,
We glisten in the golden summer

We bind as one soul
A sense of deja vu

Where lust wasn't about consummation
But unravelling, another layer of desire.

“Stirred am I with the simmering thoughts of summer sexploits

Bodies writhing in sultry noon,

Slurping sweat, sticky juices…bathed in saltiness

Deeper into the sinful quagmire,

No wonder, this summer, more than outside, my insides are on fire…”

Eventual explosion

As the monsoon sets in...
Wet am I not from outside but from within...

With heady feelings of you seeping in from every region...

Moistening my body with your lusciousness...
marking my craning neck with savageness...

Licking my lactating significance with bare desire, as you lavish the twin temptress with chanting melody...

Flourish I will with juicy success...
 With a blinding urge to merge in your semenic race...

But restrict you will your rhythm just to foreplay as you wish to soak me another day...

When the climatic vagaries echoes for the eventual explosion...
When the parched earth is soiled with disproportionate downpour...

Open the doors..

Lover: “open the doors my love, 
Let me catch you in your unpretentious splendor.

Away from the prying eyes in silent shores.
Where we symbolically embrace our unmitigated adoration for each other.

My lips are thirsting to steal a kiss from you
To explore your intensity from top to bottom

As I run my hands over your voluptuousness
Your breasts whisper with assertiveness

As my tongue sweeps over you.
Your groans drives me senseless.

With the wet sounds echoing
The contortions of pleasure on the face showing

I wish to become one body and two souls
In a serpentine dance of eternal pleasure.

Then and there, with open doors
We consummate in lengthy tirade of the inquisitive libidos

Beloved: come my lover, I have opened the doors long ago
But fear societal mores

It’s just you have failed to notice but I have been yours beyond doors.

Freedom at midnight

In the silence of the night
When my luxurious body sighs
I rise to croon the song
Of my licentious mind

Breathing fire from every pore
I heave, to bloom under the starry skies
I arouse your muzzy soul
Guiding you to caress my contours

As your flesh surges with desires
Blindfolding your eyes
I channelize your lips
To my voluptuous self

Exploring my every elevation,
Slurping every depression
From top to bottom
As your power broadens with aggression
You mount me

Drenched in desire
We both slave away, on each other
Our euphoric cries
Fills the taut silence of the midnight

As we achieve freedom
Blissfully drinking sin

We welcome the shawl of light
In celebratory rhythm.

©LR

Soulless strangers

Pain, pain and pain 
Is all that I have gained
Slicing my heart and ripping me apart
A pain so profound
Hauntingly clinging till date.

As I tenderly finger the memories of our seven years, 
I was lost under your shadow
Expecting me to obey your unquestionable authority 
I questioned our love with your distorted psyche.

Seething in cauldrons of emotions, 
I looked for answers convalescing alone.

Driven to the limits of endurance 
When I decided to withdraw, 
You resurfaced begging for forgiveness

I kept sailing through, in your extended semester of infidelities 
Till the day came we were separated by your calculative horizons

Moved have you not just by matrimony 
But by measurable power and money.
Your constructed façade of decency is only known to me.
Your trophy half is just your treasured acquisition, 
All that you craved is deviation

Sometimes I wonder if your love for me was ever true 
Or I was just a concentrated pleasure
Coursed have we seven births in the enriching vagaries 
But now, just soulless strangers.

Why Me

The silence in my eyes interrogates life, 

The stoicism in my cries resonates my inner most sufferings

A life of baffling cruelties, endangering my existence
Where I faced tormentor not from outside but from within.

Tied to an entity in the holy matrimony.

As I entered the threshold of the arranged union, 

Gradually I realized, I was chosen.

A life where the mental anguish and the seeping distance killed my vitality

Pursue did I with intense sincerity with a prayers in my heart.

Yet the perpetuating anguish broke my inner accordion.

Finally the day came when divorcing the past,
I headed towards the unknown

With resolution, never to loose myself ever again.

Blossomed have I with ‘a flower’ ever since, 

With radiating charm and mischief,
magnetizing others with unadulterated warmth.

Yet my brooding silent recrimination haunts, why me.

By the sea

Come my love

Lemme take you, blindfolded 

To a faraway world

Where the conch of waves 

Welcomes us in it's expanse

Where the crispy breeze 

Embraces our individual

Liberating us

From the saltiness of life 

And lustre

Come my love

Let’s rediscover us 

By the intriguing ocean

Where we will rise
And drown together

In it's invigorating essence. 

©LR

Unwarranted propositions...

Hmm…life…what a life!

Unwarranted pursuance and propositions from left to right

From youth to the aged… eager for salacious details

Wonder how I could ignite such distorted emotions, when my fortified arrogance speaks volumes

If the chicanery wooing were not enough, me being audaciously propositioned, arouses a fury that lord behold

With a passionate desire to smolder each of them who simply view me as an ‘exotic meat’

Sick and saturated with the wriggling worms of obsession, I withdraw to my inner sanctum

Instinctively mistrusting men and shooing them at a safe distance  

I have seasoned myself and trying to…

Yet their unwarranted attention shower at regular intervals is enough to ignite me forever!

Resonating silence

Life unveils in the strangest ways when one least expects

Unwarranted pursuance and propositions from youth to aged
Eager for salacious affairs

She wonders how could she ignite such distorted emotions,
When her fortified arrogance keeps all at bay.

If the chicanery wooing were not enough,
She being audaciously propositioned confounds her galore.

Sick and saturated with the wriggling worms of obsession,
She withdraws to her inner sanctum seeking answers

Where her embittered past instinctively mistrusts men who view female only like an exotic meat  

She has seasoned herself and continues to…

Yet the unwarranted attention and proposals keeps her agitated at every phase.

Under the sheets

Tossing am I under the sheets
With your naked thoughts reigning supreme
With feelings so intense, 
Making me groan in agony.
The distance that robs us of our elements 
Tormenting our bodies
missing each other’s madness.

Twisting am I for your magical touch
When you worship me from head to toe
Slaving away with perfecting strokes.
Coloring my core with vivid blush.

Engulfing me in a hedonistic dance, 
Where the pulsating organs polish us in radiant glow .
Waiting am I to be burnt of the flimsy sheet
To be prominent in my naked glory.

When you realize your woman in undisguised fascination.
I reciprocating with seething fervor.