Treasure Island

Shameem Haider Rao

(17-8-1991)

The Blowing Wind


The Blowing wind is romantic and Night is bathing
The trees are dancing, dark cloud is singing
The wind is seducing and touching
Like she was waiting and hungry for me
I try to utter a word but lip locked by her,
The blowing wind embrace and licking me
Eyes are closing and finger bending
She cover and licking neck
Throat is thirsty and body is sweating
I touch her limbs, that is burning
Heart is racing and movement is going
The silence all around,
only she moaning
The blowing wind is kissing
Wet night is seducing
The blowing wind is singing
And im smiling.

Shameem Haider Rao

Submitted: Sunday, April 27, 2014
Edited: Thursday, May 22, 2014

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