When the Sun will set tonight,
Deep buried desires will ignite;
To uncover the shadowed regions of this myriad through fingers of lust, love & might.
The lamp is burning the midnight oil;
As the couch gets ready for yield & Toil.
As you cross my abode's threshold, my heart wants to cross the limit ;
My body aspires to win the battles of pleasure & pain.
Only to lose the innocence of virginity & sane.
For once in life, I win the match after losing my only Wicket!
Your fingers wander into the places sensored,
Your lips leave marks to soothe my skin,
As the spaces between us decrease by a million at a time,
We cherish together the savory taste of this Sin.
Your touch gets intense with every wink,
As you explore the insides of my thighs,
And stroke my bosom with your manly grip,
I swim around your perfect proportions, Waist-down I Sink.
Fleets away the night, as we entangle in each other,
Engulfed in wetness; Exploring, till the depths couldn't go any deeper.
Seducing in the arousing fire of hot mess ;
We taste the forbidden fruit & We couldn't care less.
You nestle calmly inside my bust, as the midnight oil burns,
I sleep over you, dreamless & peacefully.
The adventure has reached its final destination.
My lamp still burns modestly.