Wrapped myself
up like a caterpillar
dusk turned purple-
a new piece of world stand
darting to the corners
my body rot~
to write of the kisses stolen
the thick warmth
running-
tongue across
tasting his sweat
its stubbornness
infuriating;
fragrance of the musk
under my breasts
scent opened her portals
played his lilting tune
as his teeth bit hard
on anxious flesh;
he ingests
riot of purple
his lips
rip my skin
logic flirts
slowly down
so precise
that inside
he loves
in savage feast
between...
beneath where
timbered dreams
weeds that grew a wondrous green~
P.S
for my city Calcutta...
up like a caterpillar
dusk turned purple-
a new piece of world stand
darting to the corners
my body rot~
to write of the kisses stolen
the thick warmth
running-
tongue across
tasting his sweat
its stubbornness
infuriating;
fragrance of the musk
under my breasts
scent opened her portals
played his lilting tune
as his teeth bit hard
on anxious flesh;
he ingests
riot of purple
his lips
rip my skin
logic flirts
slowly down
so precise
that inside
he loves
in savage feast
between...
beneath where
timbered dreams
weeds that grew a wondrous green~
P.S
for my city Calcutta...
whisks me away... to dreamland....
ReplyDeleteLike sands that slip
ReplyDeleteTrees can say
it is spring....
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