Showing posts with label love making. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love making. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Your kiss is so powerful


‘Ouch’
muah
‘Your kiss is so powerful’
Muah muah muah
‘Aah! Now it feels better
It reacts immediately.’
Aah! Is it poison by nature?
‘No! it is pleasure by nature.’
That was a good line.
‘It comes with the company.’
It comes out of the company
We are eating ice under the sun
‘Awwww!! Too late’
Take a Kash & give a spun.
‘Take another its more fun.’
Pass it on my man
Its over light it
‘Here you go enter Light’
Exit is a dark tunnel.
‘There’s hope for a sight of light

at the end of the tunnel.’
Three dots I would say
For you never know the end
sky falls at time
Time measured in sand.
‘Sending the sand
Will go on till the end
Who keeps count of the STONE!’
Yeah!! Get stoned!!
The stories get formed.
Lovers get fawned.
Get stoned! Get stoned!!
Till the woman moans!
Get stoned!
‘Respect it when Statue becomes Idols
Some become DOLLS & Some become Masters!’
Yeah! The lovely hierarchy!
Upside down – its same – a pawn!
Creations and destructions
Kisses and bites
Vaishnavs and shaiviks
Smells and sights.
‘Deep insights & desire with fire
Live life for Glory!’
That’s a story.
‘That’s a true story.’
Like the word itself – a story.


Written by - Mystical Wanderer & Mystery Man




Wednesday, July 15, 2015

Kiss & Kash

'Its now or later
How does it matter'.
Oh what a good line!
'O balls!'
Hey!!! That’s actually a good line.
'Its now or later
How does it matter
Air or water'...
If not a poet
You are a philosopher for sure'
'O yeah!! Saint.'
And I am the devil.
'Its good v/s evil.'
And you are the good and I am the bad?
'I wanna know if you are happy or sad'
Come on my man! You are not that bad.
Infact you are the best.
'This is what makes me mad.'
Oh! I love the mad you
Its so fucking normal
N I love normal abnormally.
'And those eyes that make me fall in love crazily.
And you fucking made me do that
It was insane – your effort.'
Aah!! It was no effort.

The wine is on brim
Ready to spill
The silver touch
That soft clutch.
'And I love the smell of her hair'
And I hear  those distant bells
The touch and song
The blast and thong
This is the first time
Spending a time writing
Aah!! On sand these writings flow
Yet words they always go
Through centuries of time
Past n next lines
KISS & KASH
The music goes
Kiss and kash
Highs n loves
Through curves of jelly
Kissing brim of horizon
Drowning in dark visions
Of games of feather
Kissing teather.
'The kiss gets colder
On the shoulder.'
The thrill gets warm
Right on neck
Siren with sticks
Alarm with a head
Meditative warnings
Morning yawnings
The soft keyboard
Below the neck
Flowing with the flow
Soft and low
Misti in nature
Dream like nature
On a swing on sea
Sits she with he
He pampers her hair
drenched lips everywhere.

Written by - Mystical Wanderer & Mystery Man