Matte finish on your lips;
Just drives up my hunger.
When your lips part
To make ways for our tongues;
To get into this dance
Of equal rhythm and wildness
The silence breaks with
Upcoming hickeys and moans…
Middle of the night…
Naked in my arms,
Breathing heavily;
When the rain came down,
You held me tighter,
Leaving marks on my body
And I returned the favour.
In the middle of the night,
I saw; a new beginning for us…
Half naked and cuddling
The world isn’t black or white;
We all need shades of Grey,
More than fifty that too…
Between all the clenching, grabbing
And moaning, I saw your smile;
That beautiful, radiant smile.
Half naked and cuddling
With high on lust and love…
Too Many Contours
Six legs and four breasts;
There were too many contours.
Kneading bodies and kneading moans;
When breaths escaped it’s turns
And muscles convulsed;
We withered into the bed sheets
Just long enough to
Go back at it again…