Haikus On Beauty And Lust Poem by Ravi Kopra

I feel your beauty
When you whisper love to me
in the bed at night.

No one had said I
Was beautiful the way you
Said: pure heart and soul.

I was beautiful, you
said with pure heart and soul. I
Fell in love with you.

Her beauty I can't
Forget - chubby, blond, blue eyes
I see her in dreams.

Beauty is not what
you see. It lives in your heart
and soul. Like my wife's.

My heart flutters when
I see a beautiful lady
I want to love her.

Beauty is every
where. If you can see and feel
In nature, in life.

She's so beautiful
Charming, wonderful, I make love
to her every night.

She's lustful So am
I. We make love every night
Six or seven times.

I lust her, she loves
me. I love her, she lusts me.
Beautiful is she.

When we skinny dip
we get lustful, we rush to
bed in real hurry.

Her bare breasts make me
horny when they sway in air
making love in bed.

Lustful she gets she
says, when she sees me in nude.
Wants me instantly.

And I oblige her
unhesitatingly with
my pure heart and soul.