I covered myself
with several layers
of transparent fineness.
I covered myself
in many-colored layers.
In the dim light, I went to him
in slow and soft steps.
My waist was adorned with pearls
only for him, the man whom I love.
Unknown flutist played
in my soul romantic Prema ragas.
I think I am dripping wet.
he saw my thighs
he saw my protruding breasts
he saw my lips
he saw my dancing hips
then he came, my lover
to undress me,
he kissed my breasts
my lips, my thighs
made me naked.
and I cried in joy
do it, again and again,
my lover, I cried.
Then he entered,
penetrated
kissed me until
I struggled in his arms.
My navel cried with joy
and it rained in me.
there is so much sexiness in you @ 40 how many at a time can manage you all gals will seem to be in blue waiting in your long QQQQQQQQQQQQQ How mange them would you poemise kindly will ye
as per winter this poem is perfect match.10++++++++, thanks for sharing Mr. Dev Anand
Hi Dev, thanks for inviting me to read your new poem... I think i want you to write more about sweetness of heart like a story.. Maybe you can make a poem like that as it a bit different.
Dev this is a very poem with some very good sensual lines. Well written. I'm not sure the last line is needed though.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's a really nice poem