Unlocking my imagination

Unlocking my imagination, I went ahead with you
Hoping nothing but luring dreams to pursue

Enraptured was I but now mesmerized in your controlled presence
A feeling still difficult to sink in

As you confirm your thirst through quivering lips
The collected fantasies bear its cream

Mouthing my camouflaged pout with demure wafting as you proceed with gradual aggressiveness

Left am I not only super saturated but heavenly possessed

Bereft of imaginative juices as I lay exhausted
Smiling a catharsis yet craving for more

Achieved have you not just a woman with your experienced brilliance
But liberated her with remarkable finesse

As the glow of liberation spreads all over my bronze contour accentuating my desirability quotient, bewitched, 
You switch to symbolizing moods.

Chosen one

Poems of camouflaged yearnings
Have made me your chosen one
With fantasies to be frozen in time
Where nothing matters, except our individualistic poetic delights.

Me crooning the rhyme of womanhood
You enlightening me with your savoir faire
Where beauty and wisdom amalgamate, 
With the potent power to figure,
As to why we have chosen each other.
To discover in seasonal fervour,
Whether in the inferno of summer or in the fog of winter.
Touching the senses with undercurrents,
Yet burrowing for more.

Not just in ephemeral carnal savor but in eternal love.
Purity cradled in eloquence, jeweled in priceless moments
Justifying our selection.

Take Me

Take me my love,

Away from realism 

And from my dream.

Cradle me in your arms, 

Liberate me from within.

Perceive my longing silence.

Touch me with your encompassing presence.

So lifeless am I, classifying life

With my sexuality paling

Blush me in your search

Revivify me as a desirable woman.

Eulogize not just my pouting lips 

But kiss it with your flamboyance.

Arouse my savage instincts

I seek freedom from everything

Patent me as your ultimate woman.

Not just in summer or winter 

But in every season

Take me my love,

I am waiting to blossom.

Under the shower

So dazed am I
Days a blur, night sheer torture.

Painted in an imaginary world of amorous witchery
Craving for your gluey yet musky glory.
As your passion speaks through your embrace
As your lips take away my breathe.
Enraptured and flushed I stand rooted,
Superficially trying to escape.

As my senses tickles in your neat touch
You bind my roaring beats with remarkable patience
Cradling my sexuality in your masculine haze,
You take me to the shower to bathe.

As the outpour trickles subduing my rage, highlighting my flimsy contour
Rage you will not just from outside but from inside.
Stripping me of my attire as the soap slithers as you desire,
You bathe with me under the shower.
Soaked in gushing flow,
We both sink in the river of impure.

Sin Within

Few strands of hair on the bed 
Bears testimony that you were here
Beside me, making your presence felt.

The crumpled sheets
The struggle of us seeking out each other

The stained sheets
The ashes of our extinguished furnace.

All an attestation of our denuding desires.

Yet the lingering fragrance of our glorious encounter bewitches me for more.

To affirm you not just for few hours 
But for a lifetime

Where the prurience of our bodies are cleansed in cathartic sin

A flaming sin not just from outside 
But from within.

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.