Unraveling you

Lemme unravel you tonight

Lemme do everything

That's not right

Lemme blind your sight

Just feel me

Betwixt your thighs

Feathering you in delight

Ohh, flows the bounteous juices

Blurring my vision

And flourishing my appetite

You raise your hips to heaven

Clutching my head

And pushing me to twilight

You moan my name

Again and again

Hurt me love, you mutter

That's when I throw you on the floor

And insert not just my power

But the dildo

Together!

©LR

The Tempest

It's not easy to decipher a tempest
And you are hauntingly dark
Your thoughts darker
Your flesh darkest
You seize my very core
When I read your verses

I wish to know you
To glimpse into your escapades
And why have you constructed this space
Who are you
And why do you dare to charter the exotic

I wish to blend into your flesh
As I would like to touch your silence
I pause my breath
When I feel your flesh

Yet it is difficult to decipher
The tempest
As thee.

©LR

Your choice

You may designate me as a beauty of avant garde 

Unworthy of your attention

But I have fallen from grace

Lured to your suave charm

You deceive me

As you deceive yourself

Displaying indifference

To my enveloping sensuality

But you cannot escape me

I know my prowess

Further you go away from me

The more I will haunt you

With my foreplay of words

I have sown my seeds in your mind

It's just a matter of time

For you to realise

Either you dare to compose moments with me

Or I will haunt

Till your waning years

The choice is yours!

©LR

Half Glass of water

Half glass of water

That you left

I have kept it like that

Till date

I knew that glass of water

Couldn't quench your thirst

For I am your thirst

And that was quite obvious

From your eyes

The way it used to linger

Caressing my flesh

The coy boyish smile

Reflecting your sublime yet intense desires

You are drunk with my thoughts

How will a glass of water

Extinguish your pyre

So the glass will remain half

Till you decide

To be charred in my inferno.

©LR

The one

What are you to me

I do not know

What I am without you

I would not know

Yet, I wait for you

Realising you are not mine

Nor will ever be

The camaraderie we share

Over the years

Do not have a name

It's beyond friendship

For we desire each other

Why do you bear with my insecurities

Why do you provide succor

When I read your thoughts

I see a person I would have loved

And made love

You are somewhere between love and desire

Wish I could touch the very soul

That has lifted my veil

You are someone

With whom I wish to weave

The lyrics will be yours

The melody would be mine.

©LR

I am waiting

I am waiting

Waiting for the day

When we will have nothing to say

Just listen to the heart beats 

Fluttering next to each other

I am waiting

Waiting for the night

When we lie side by side

Doing nothing

Except feeling our essence

In moonless nights

Sketching the moon

With our eyes

I am waiting for you

©LR

Milky Literature

Have you read this author, he asked

As he was browsing through the book shelves

She writes amazing erotica

Really, she replied from the other end

And sauntered towards him

Removing the book from his hands

She said, I prefer writing my own erotica

Instead of reading, someone else

She pushed him against the book shelf

And unzipped his modesty

She was teasing, he knew

Yet he was clueless about her motives

Unclasping her lingerie

She tied his hands with it

Baby, what are you up to, he laughed

Hush my love, saying so

She stuffed his mouth

With her pantie

Amused with her actions

He winked at her

She pushed him on the floor

And gyrated her derriere

On his member

He responded

Turgid and raging with fire

Liberating her tresses

She let them fall over her breasts

While her eyes

Sparkled in lust

She was a sight

To be behold

He craved for her flesh

She knew

Yet she lingered

Without any preamble

She slipped herself on his power

And drew him

Closer to her

Beats in sync

Eyes blurring

There they were, cross legged

Amongst piles of literature

She lifted herself and started swaying

On his being

With her breasts swaying

Sweat dripping

Tresses scattered

They both were possessed

Writing their own literature.

©LR

Still yet to be undone

What's the perfume you are wearing, I asked

Why don't you find yourself, she teased

I inched closer

Till her lips were brushing against mine

It had all started with a friend request

She was a fresher in my college

Pleasantries were exchanged

Gazes were stolen

And chats conveyed our basic desires

Date and place was set

And I waited for her 

With baited breath

In the dark alleys of academic block

By the staircase, next to the washroom

It was her silhouette

Slender yet curvaceous

I could feel her vibrations from distance

From the shadows she emerged

Like a moon from the enshrouding clouds

My heart

Was in my mouth

Her fragrance, permeated the ambience

Overwhelming my senses

Meekly I asked

What are you wearing tonight

She slyly replied

Why don't you find out

Attitude, I thought to myself

I liked that

So there we were

In the shady alley

Our steamy breath

Being the only air

What would you prefer, I chuckled

Whatever you can offer, she mocked

Ahh, I loved the challenge!

So I nudged her inside the washroom

Twisting her hand

I pushed her against the mirror

Eyes daring, each other

I prefer few neat shots

Before I enter, I warned her

Puzzled, she glanced at me

Before she could ask

I pulled down her panties

And spanked her

One slap after another

Stop what are you doing, she cried

I stifled her mouth

And penetrated her from behind

I took her by the mirror

Eyes locked 

And my member, ingrained inside her

It was not until I was washed

I released her

She turned back and slapped me hard

Grabbing my collar

She whispered, 'you are such an engaging terror'

You are done

And I am still yet to be undone baby 

And pushed him

Betwixt her legs.

©LR

Not in Mood

I am not in mood, he sighed

When she kissed him

I need some space, he said

I understand, she replied

And walked away

Baby, did I forget to tell you

I have groomed my forests

And was intending to smear syrup over there

Not to forget the honey 

That would have dripped from my breasts

And yes, the cherry on my navel

Seems can't be plucked tonight

As you are not in mood

The mood was already set

He pushed her against the wall

And ripped her layers

Starting with the honeyed breasts...

©LR

If you could read me

If you could read my mind

You would know 

What you mean to me

Why I have waited for you

All these years

And why it can't be anyone else

If you could ever read my mind

It's not just my embracing desires

It's not just a word for you

It's something profound

You ask 'why'

I have no answers

Except for the fact that

I have enshrined you

In the temple of my heart

None can replace the adoration I have for you

You are you

I wish you could have read me

Sometime.

©LR