Two flames on a candle
Had ignited the room
That sprung with blaze
And cyclopean passion.
Haze of ‘noon was kept out
By the tainted window and curtains drawn.
The smoky room ignited desires
Too long to hold and impasse.
Eyes could not escape
While lips drew the attention.
Whispers couldn’t be measured
That occupied the quiet room.
Heaving chests with throbbing lust
Enquired the scratching fingers
And biting teeth
Irresistibly marking its territory.
To and fro of the waves on the floor
Made two bodies crave for more.
Eating, slurping, nibbling and feasting
The flesh then stirred with demanding noise.
She melted like butter in his arms.
He gauged greedily on her.
Not sparring an inch of her mass
He drooled slowly with his gliding tongue.
Lack of affection in his feasting hands
That ravished her soft tenderness.
Her aspiring love couldn’t transgress
Into his hunger that laid in his wantonness.
Wrapping the other as a treasure,
Clutching body to seize time.
Hungry birds killed other with many tricks,
To be born and risen as flaming phoenix.
