Eyes locked
Arms in the air
Body entwined,
Merged into a single soul.
Us getting lost in the astral realm,
Leaving the monotony of human realm behind.
You & I
Ignited and sinking in heat of passion
Kisses of inferno.

Kisses of Inferno
Touches of Longing
Sweat glistening like sun.
Murmurs coming out in melody.
Body painted on the bed
Like an impressionist painting,
The arena spinning.
Orbs of Saturn looking at each other.
No sounds except rise and fall of breaths.
You & I together.
2 souls, 2 people,
1 attraction.

Pleasure is not shame
Pleasure is divine,
A sense of belongness.
All needed is universal timing,
Right soul and inferno that
Makes your heart beat to the sound of drum.

His plump lips trailing Kisses
On my bare back.
Invading my spaces,
Opening my doors;
Getting lost within my house
Now a place called home.

Eyes dark as pinewood,
All I could see is thunderstorms in them.
Eyes full of warmth.
Put me to sleep or
Take my sleep,
They can do both.

Hair dark as raven,
His beard on my skin,
Mouth on mouth,
Unlocking a tingling sensation I
Didn't fathom existed, until I crossed
Paths with him who has captivated my heart,
Longer than anybody else.
Hands locked in a firm grip,
I left the keys in his hand.
Held on, let His tongue explore my house,
Worship my holy place.
Put my body on an Altar,
Sacrificed his soul for me.
Called me a goddess of the wind and wisdom.

Fingertips brushing over my body
As though painstrokes on a canvas.
Caressing it, digging fingers in my Hair,
Like plucking strings of a Violin.
Us harmonising like vibrato,
Creating music whilst the moon goes to sleep,
Sun dances its way out.

Rock me,
Cradle me as though I'm a baby.
Caress my cheek as if I'm a delicate hibiscus.
Kiss my lips as though they are beads of honey.
Touch the apples I carry as though they're sweet
Golden apples of Trojan War.
Rise & fall until I slip in sleep.
Bring me sweet dreams while I cherish Us,
Cherish us.

I want to cherish you.
Be yours in light & shadow.
I want to caress thy skin,
Feel you.
Hear your laughter,
See your vulnerability.
Be yours in this Kaliyug
Of what we call time.
Be Yours,
Explore and set my inhibition wild.

-Ridhima Joshi

One of my favourite pieces, I love it. The sheer scandalous reactions I'll get from people known to me when I publish this work on paper is high. O well.