Thrills Poem by Sathya Narayana

Thrills



I bear this blaring heart
A lair, in where I hid my love
It bursts or wrought rock hard
I spread it bare for now and how?

I crave thy burning lips
Allow, allow, allow oh love
And let unfurl the whip
Of lust, of thirst and mystic rove

In here, in there I see
The great heavens dispersed with glee
They till, they drill, they thrill
Until we sweat and melt into a rill

Saturday, June 29, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: lust
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Sathya Narayana

Sathya Narayana

Nellore, Andhra Pradesh
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