Molding Of Love - Poem by Raniyal Niyada
Lips lubricated by love
Eyes twinkling with promise
of a carnal pleasure, burns a hole in me...
The feathery touch of his arms
leaves a trail of fire in the wake.
Each stroke one after the other...
A wave of pleasure engulfs me...
A hunger, A thirsts to quench...
breathless, quivering, needy
i lay there motionless...
My tooth sink into the tender flesh of his...
a muon, soft and silent
echoes around the room...
slowly, but surely
we fit into perfect harmony...
A connection of the souls
Strong, and forever it will stay...
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