Our very first meeting

When the hesitation crossed its path
we both decided to meet
our melting point was a curve
around our sentiments
reflecting infinite joy of each other
we inhaled all the no reasons
and exhaled love, love and love.
Our silence was covering uneasiness,
eyes were alluring to pour a lot,
feet were about to filling
the little gap of two yards,
pleasant aroma of room were providing
no room to our flip side.
Our shadows on the floorboard
half of each other occupied.

Dear love

Make me feel more love.
I wanna suck the whole emotions
not in days, months and years
but in era.
I can wait.
I can't abandon waiting.
I'm in hunger,
My hunger is to give my body to you.
Let me hide my face in your chest
be mine and relax in my arms.

Weave me into your fantasies

widely spread fire upon body
blooms like flower
eyelashes prick over wrist
and lips on palm
spilling wine through face
is like cradle on my tongue
the touch of you is divine.

Your loving Devil.

I feel drench

When you're upon me
I never feel low
but in flow.
I smell your skin
as the fragrance of
fresh wind
passing through cocoa tree.
I feel drench
as under fresh water rivulet
when you are upon me.

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