Sin Of My Loin Poem by Aloke Mukherjee

Oh! sin, today you've touched me

On the sandy dunes of the beach,

You have caressed me with your purple lips-

A foreplay to a song long forgotten.



Stay tonight- in the breeze from the island,

In fragrance of falling petals of time to be.



Tonight, I will cross the sea with your torso

on my shoulder. I shall touch the eyes of god

with you rushing in my blood, blue with desire.

Blind is the night, touch me with soft seductive touch-



Stay for tonight in the rain, sleep with me till the sunlight

bathes you in the purple desire, the earth oozing a fecund

scent, behind the bush a snake is mad, it raises its head

to strike, I will open my soul to the sky today.