A Sin In His Arms
Beside him, tremulous and dazed
he smirked and said
you are voluptuous
in that dark retreat of silence
beside you,
passion poured from lips into mine
the agony of a foolish heart.
a flame in his eyes
A sin in his arms
O Neel! How could I know what I did?
the red wine lushing in the glass
his breath hot and fiery
I sinned in his arms...!
Copyright © Anita Sharma | Year Posted 2018
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