You smelt good,
Sometimes like vanilla,
Sometimes like jasmine;
Jasmine, I love jasmine.
There are parts of us,
Very Vanilla like;
But when we get down to
Doing it, It’s not Vanilla at all…
Inked conversations…
Once you ink yourself
There is no is going back;
Same as once you make
The first touch, every day;
Touches to the kisses,
Kisses to the warm naked hugs,
When we make love,
It’s our tattoos does
All the talking, Ink on ink,
They have their own kinks…
Strangers
“And do keep in touch, don’t be a stranger…” She said
“You are being one…” I said.
Then she flew; far far away
Leaving so many conversations
Which never started.
The next time we met,
Our hands touched,
Our fingers talked,
Conversations and lust took over
The contours of each other’s
Unknown territories leaving
No strangers behind…
Coming home…
You coming home,
Is the best thing
That happens in
Windows of time.
I love that
Home reminds you
Of Me and that
Is all that matters…
Across the room…
Seeing you, across the room;
Had been by chance and
Now by choice.
That day, when I sat behind you,
You had the most adorable pleat,
It was like a poetry in black.
Today; today was perfectness
As perfect as that silk on you,
As flawless as anyone can be
With that slit at the right place
In right size…
Universe
It just takes two people
To create an universe of
Endless possibilities.
It just takes a single moment
To create a lifetime of
Un-nerving memories.
It just takes a late night conversation
To create a lifetime of hope…
Pretty and you know it…
You are pretty, very pretty;
With those curly curly
Diamond studded silver rings;
Fitted dresses; thick frame specs
As regal as anyone can be
I love the way your fingers
Move over the keyboard
Floating and skimming
Without missing a stroke.
I know you are pretty,
And you know it too
And that is all that matters…
Purple Owl
Sitting Close to you
He was looking at you and then
At me for staring at you.
I wanted to come and talk to you
And take your number
We have so much of unfinished
Conversations to catch-up on.
But everytime I look at you,
I saw him staring at me.
Owls are wiser they say,
May be he is just protecting us
From each other, because
If we get together
There is no coming back…
Wine and stars…
Wine, the red one
Red, as hot as your lipstick
Hot, as steamy as you
Steamy, as curvy as you
Curves, as much I love of yours
Love, as unconditional as it can be
Unconditional, as the sky
To the sun, to the moon and the stars…
I feel it!
I feel the pain,
I feel the loss,
I feel the distance,
I feel the emptiness,
I feel the uncertainty,
I feel the numbness,
I feel the silence,
I feel the withdrawal…