Weather's not good outsideA Poem by Digvijay SinghThe gray cloud Outside tonight matches So with your unbuttoned Gray satin SHIRT. OH! This red ready bedsheet in this dimly lit hotel room. Certainly was a good plan. Weather’s not good outside. I know, we're just colleagues, yet, But tell me if that “Bra hook” Needs my 'not needed’ assistance. “Come here”. “Turn around” I demand. You follow my eyes. My finger’s thirsty drift on Your already warm skin And you shut your eyes. World on pause. But You and me, continuing, Considering all possible mutual benefits Your leather belt, black Pants, branded strap sandals, all decorates the room floor now. Let's tie your hands to the bed, Let's blindfold you for the rest of The show, Shall we? You smiled. So we did. Feel me in your skin, moan in 'yes’ Allow me further as my fingers Trace your curves. “You're wet already?” It's not raining yet. “You're shivering already?” We haven't started yet. Unfurl your legs. Slowly. Grab whatever you can. Tightly. Allow the thunder outside to Seek his calm in your fire. Your fresh Red rose petals, In the garden of your virgin youth. Your lips shiver fast As I feel the wet deep Rub your 'other lips’ in rounds And you push up your rass No more with yourself I like you begging more Let me keep you occupied Let me serve you all my wild. Let me. Let me. Let me be in you tonight. Listen! We're stuck with each other And Weather's not good tonight. © 2019 Digvijay Singh |
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2 Reviews Added on June 17, 2019 Last Updated on June 17, 2019 AuthorDigvijay SinghFaizabad, Uttar Pradesh, IndiaAboutAbout me.. Will slip a line or two in stories.. keep reading. more..Writing
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