Tuesday, September 27, 2011

While You are Light Years Away

I can't be with you today like every other day
but if you close your eyes and think;
I'll be right at the kitchen, cooking for you
Wearing your shirt - standing by the sink. 

I'll be with you in the bedroom
Waiting silently in your bed;
Just close your eyes and think of me,
Relive those memories in your head. 

I'll stand by you in the bathroom,
An unlikely place to meet;
I'll smile at you so playfully
As I let you brush my teeth.

You hold me in your arms 
And put the soap on me
I foam your back shampoo your hair
We end up making love in glee
 
We make love in the bubbles of soap
Under the shower of love
Not the Slimy soaps or the slippery shampoo
But a surfing froth beyond that

Something starts there but doesn’t end
You carry me to your waiting bed
Pin me down unfurl the towel off
Hold me in your embrace for long
 
Deep stare in my eyes..
The gaze I am unable to bear
I submit helplessly- better than the stare
Why don’t you start making love to me
I cry in a feminine despair

And then you pin me down to the bed
With all the vigor you have been waited
Like a man like the bull you shed all the power
On me as I simply like a sparrow I quiver

Beneath you and even though I feel like dying
Every moment in your thrusts on top
I end up craving for even more
And I beg you not to stop!!
 
I love to see the face of yours 
Lit up by a smile
Your face coming down Over my bare breasts
Rummaging them
As you rest there for a while
 
And again you rise up gathering strength
To go another mile beyond mile
I love to see your face in my hand 
Lit up by that smile

I die for the madness with which you 
Take me in a whirlpool of frenzy
I love to see the passion and compassion
That makes me feel more clingy

We call him the selfish gene 
But the most desired one
Drives you crazy to fill me inside
And make me the mother of your son
 
As the opposite pair of gene whispers to me
To provocate you to do the same
As it knows inside out
As a mother It’s the best child I should get 

And there’s nothing wrong in that
To want to be the parents flat
Of the most desired most loving child
Born solely out of an undying love

And so the love doesn’t care 
For the norms of the day
It only follows the basic sentiments
Without any condition at stay
 

It listens to the call of heart 
And gets battered everyday
It only follows the law of nature
And gets killed every way!!!

But doesn't die and linger somewhere 
Deep down in some isolated corner
Oppressed tortured shackled and hurt
But with an intensity stronger ever after!!!!

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