Thy Body Sonnet Poem by Kaustubh Patthe

Thy body is burning bare on bed.
Thy body feel with hunger, desires and temptations.
Thy body is like curvy sculpture carved by God.
Thy hair is like dark black clouds pouring on thy bare back.
Thy eyes looks thirsty begging me to come and rain on thy barren body.
Thy breast, so soft to lay my head on and sleep.
Thy back, I can feel thy spine and every bone,
And I kiss them from thy neck to the bottom where your hips get curves.
Thy thigh's I hold them tight and I breath the scent of the flower of Eden.
I land my body on thy body and make it one.
I feel thy body.
I touch thy every part with mine.
I touch thy every muscles.
We fall into abysmal pit of love until thy body calms.