I Love Those Sinful Stuff Poem by Arun Maji

I love insanity.
I love to be weird and mad,
crazy and sad.

I love anything that is kinky;
like-
doing naughty things while touching you,
doing crispy things while embracing you,
doing painful things while kissing you.

Let's think
you and me alone in a rainy night.
Let's think-
wind is singing, rain is dancing.
And then
you in madness, throw your clothes
and tear my shirt apart.
In no time, you are on top-
moaning and crying insanely
breathing and shivering violently.

I love those sinful stuff-
the forbidden fruit, the dark flower
the hidden river, the secret rapture.
I love unfolding that is tightly folded
untwisting that is severely twisted.

For that mater,
I love anything that is twisted
your twisted smile, twisted laughter
twisted curve, twisted river.
I love to bend that is already bent
I love being wounded by you
when I am already wounded.

I love everything that is big-
infinite universe, endless galaxy
dark poetry, blue philosophy
your bosom, your beauty
your smile, your ecstasy,
your dream, your fantasy.

I am insane,
I hate sobriety.
I am fire,
I hate that's icy.

© Arun Maji
Painting: Eugene De Blaas