Thy Love

Kiss thy lips my love for they lust for the tasty grape drink,pour thy seducing potion of love that mingles with a cocktail of red rose-ed blissslip in your hands to comfort this nervous soul… Read More »Thy Love


It still tastes bitter O Saqiwhy dont you pour infew drops of your nectar into my empty goblet

Loose strings

Tied in a half bun, That brown curly hair settled on your nape which is wet and bare It traces your cheeks turning them pinkish shy I wish I could do a trick And be… Read More »Loose strings

Heat Cold

He held her closerHer warm skin peeking out of the lacesInto his fingers His shirt shriekingly creased under her palms Her shoes sliding in front of his legs  Forcing him to stride ahead and bent to his knees Her… Read More »Heat Cold


It was the most awaited momentAs they looked at each other with bated breathHolding their hands they snuggledEnjoying under the warmth of the blanketThey shared a restless mushy kissas spicy thoughts sprinkled inside their headDrenching… Read More »Spiced