Enjoyment Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

When you fall in my arms in the bed
Tell a story of love giving me kisses
My hands go on exploring your curves
Sing a song of lust loosening your tresses

Hold my fingers and guide me to your
Garden where I will get my pleasure
I feel like drunk with its sweet fragrance
Let the rill of love in you swell into a river

Night will wrap us in its dark shroud
And stifle your moans of ecstasy till
There will be wet splotches on the sheets
Sound from rubbing of limbs won't be shrill