Sunday, August 18, 2013

Nymph

I walked out of home
with dark soft hairs untied
coyly spilling beauty’s fame
all along the boulevard

a droplet from high tree leaf
slips onto my rosy cheek
feeling it’s chillness in brief
heart melts down the juvenile peak

Ahh! Since I own the heat of youth
can’t you feel my yearn for your lips?
a warm kiss, in your high breath
can pacify source of all my desires

let’s swim in the ocean of passion
while I gulp new desire, every wink
love me all over, losing your compassion
until all our boiling desires shrink

let our torsos touch, arms surround waist
breath is warm, I don’t wanna go back home
sweetness of the skin, until lips can taste
where all we make love, there all is our home