Erotic Poems

On seeing My rounded breasts The crescent moon began to melt He pressed my thighs To reveal my beauty But the musk smell numbed his senses My lover wrote a poem for me It started with the "bird" And ended with the "cage" So I hated to read it. Summer siesta made my body heavy My lover did not like my elephant-like gait He went to a blockhead butterfly. Moon was scared of my dog He ran away leaving his beam behind My new apparel. Last night a thief entered my room But in process of revision he stole my poems The moon scowled. The city was dark My windows were open A swarm of fireflies invaded me It looked just like blades of grass My lover's parting song Borrowed from the eye of spring © Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty 2014