Two in a Frame (2)

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.