I sucked honeydew
From your willing lips
Without any sort of inhibition.......
Never really tried
...
Soul of the wild
Spoke to her
With an effortless ease......
Tedium, plight
...
She keeps on staring
At her cell phone screen
To get an airy
touch of him.....
...
Anklet of sleek rain
Writing nocturne again
Drooping soul does eye
Splendour of night-sky
...
Lust-Lorn
I sucked honeydew
From your willing lips
Without any sort of inhibition.......
Never really tried
To gauge the passion
Underlying your complete submission........
Reaching denouement of that
Very unusual hour
I casually bade you Good-bye.......
Befuddled you stared
At me in a manner
That completely shaken was I.......
Eyes aglow so long
Turned dazed and pale
And emanated something so queer........
That a spine-chilling air
Whispered to my ears
'Your manhood's end is near.'
Sob poems asadharon