_the Amorous Love_ Poem by Prabir Gayen

Thy amorous love
(From stray thoughts)

In thine eyes and Prescriptive glance,
my dropping figure,
It finds a sign of aliveness.
The storm that thineglare doth hold,
Blew over me
like song born in morning bower.
Thou art not mine nor do I find a place,
Vivid andthick in my self for thee,
For thy amorous heart that I felt.
Still do I feel thee in heart and being.
Like soft petal thou art a still vibration.

With smile thou seem to fall
on my eyelids,
With passion thou sit on my lips
with love liquid and solid.
Water of thy bare body on my lap pours,
and dance dawns with dull charm on my vein.
Thou come and sit on me
likepale purple evening,
With soft inaudible voice thou wink
and press intomy lips,
With thy lips thou caress my dry throat,
Like soft twig thy mild body
on my thirsty chest thou embrace.
Thou sit on my soft yet strong love line,
and thy velvety breasts swells,
tight and shaky,
with increasing warmth press.
On the tip of my tongue
thy two sweet nipples,
Thou with joy divine level put it on mouth.
I am with joy unspeakable
numbed and mused.
I lie on my hard bed and thou art on my painful chest.
Breast on breast, belly with belly and within thy rosy love-room my erect pecker.
With rising tune and tuneless rhapsody
Thou dance on my breast pushing
waist muscle,
Love happens with manifold rhyme
With no thought stop the blissful brine.
Thou press me and penetration deep oozes,
I with similar dodder press thee tight.
Love juice flows for this soft
yet juicymellowing concourse.
I am undone and for time unlimited thou suck my soul.
Body enters body,
the part within part
and deep copulation whirls beyond form.
I suck thee, kiss thee
and with deep amorous sense love thee.
With tremor I press mygender and
flow ceaseless my semen,
into thy lovesick inner realm.
We both are full, overwhelmed,
pregnant with twins inside.
With deep embrace we art one with one room.