Wednesday, March 21, 2007


Finding reasons to give in to the moment,
Flush with desires, holding back or not -
Is sometimes not a choice but just a prelude.
The aftermath of a look, a frisk or a kiss!
A silent afternoon screaming to touch,
To feel the moments' ecstasy curve -
Under the pleadings of your hands!
And you know when and how it begins...
An upsurge of kinds marked with blushes,
Fires kindled within minds, with sweat -
Outlining the silhouettes of trembling lips.
Parted and yet held close with wants -
Getting the better of the rights and wrongs.
Moments furthering the melting of skins,
Bonding curves, to curves held close!
As if temptation were to offer adhesion -
Beyond compare! A breath whispers -
A sigh listens and reacts once more!
With reasons to believe for more to come -
Rather soon - For the blazing heat -
Shudders with some sense of urgency,
An effervescent mix of lust and fear...
Bubbling out from the crevices
That the two shadows contain!
The smell, the flow of silk and hair,
The clenched fists & closed eyes,
There's more than words can say -
That can be said by ruffling sheets!
They soar and drown - to live,
As if there is but this moment.
And as the wave breaks on the rocks,
Their sounds break through silence,
Marking the ebbing mood, silence -
Once more takes over time and space -
Caught between entwined fingers,
And fused shadows - there is -
A moment that they call 'forever'.


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