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A lyrical poem about a woman’s desire for her lover and his betrayal.
Surfacing at the main door
Your silhouette of the yore
Catches my ever waiting eye
I feel both orgasmic and shy.
Dressed like a mannequin
I gustily rush to usher you in.
The distance of just two meters
Sounds like infinite light years.
Tall, handsome and stately
You’ve been visiting me lately
Affecting me with love and lust
Suffusing me with care and trust.
The promise is of a soiree
Just between you and me
The fragrant incense
Room is filled with soft muzak
On a steady tango we embark
After initial hesitation.
A well -appointed dinner
Some candles shimmer
You speak of your journey
Amidst clanks of cutlery.
I listen with a smile
We converse for awhile
You praise the smorgasbord
I say,”Thank You, my Lord.”
As usual I surrender and rest
My head in your broad chest
My soft skin rubs against your stubble husk
And my breath soaks your inimitable musk.
I bask in warm intimacy
The night gets inebriated and lacy
Holding you tight and hard
I effortlessly lower my guard.
There is love like never before
Erotic and dense like that of lore
And I don’t know when I sleep
Oblivious that truth will peep.
For you are long gone
To a place unknown.
One doesn’t return from there
Except in a dreamy affair.
Cover image via Shutterstock
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