Friday, August 31, 2012


I stare at her.
She languishes there.
Sensuous, curvy,
mysterious, dark.
Inviting me to touch
drink, lick.

Dive in, she says,
drown in me,
get in me.
She shifts shape.
Just a little.
I gasp.

‘Do you like it?
I thought you would
like to see
a little bit more.’

let me taste
your tongue,
your lips.’

I open my lips
and she flows in
over my raw skin
cascading over my tongue
flooding my mouth
exploding in my brain
and blowing out
through my eyeballs.

Who was still
all this time
is my new heroin.

August 27th, 2012
Arun kumar r

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