The shift to vernal tone
starts a standoff with eyelashes.
A sickle moon begins
harpooning the stars.
The unorthodox microlove
brings out a ciliated canon
of faithless interior. The gods
were going to become weary of snowfall.
Punctuating the silence, words
again scream, fly like eagles
in the valley of wounds. How far
the fire will go engulfing the untouchable ?
Satish Verma
The moonlit night plays havoc with a lover’s body,
Room warmth exposes her fair curves in silver shine,
Playful shadows clinch to caress and tease the unseen;
She moves her cushioned nakedness to torment dreams.
The feather softly floats over her brow and quivers,
Awakening hunger and desire as it moves,
Smitten by the ciliated touch trembles in paradise;
Opens her eyes to entreat she seek her seduction.
Slowly he titillates the yearning violation,
Into an instantaneous sedulous surrender,
Reducing her indulgent vibes to rave for him;
He enters to liquidate her craving raptures.
Compelled to capture her wet slippery attacker,
The feline traces her nails across his back to nudge,
Enduring his aggressive foreplay and strokes;
Throbs in physical pleasure exploring ecstasy.
Bites into bliss like a wild tortured animal;
Coaxed her purrs grow as he corners her filled with delight.
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