Hold Your Step Dear Traveler…–Michael Madhusudan Dutta
I’ll kiss the quill on the back beside the strap
Before I free your dark ebony hair
And turn you around to kiss your lips.
I will keep my mouth on the quill
As I undress you slowly.
No, don’t worry when I’ll love you–
I’ll be in front of you; enveloping you–
Letting you moan inside my mouth–
(Letting you) Pull to you by my waist…
My breath of ectasy will fall on the quill;
You’ll have my fingers on you any where you prefer…you choose…
–xx–
only a man who knows how to love a woman’s body starts with the gentlest touch as this Sangbad, you know how to arouse with words that makes me tremble to read, the well rehearsed movements, a dance only a good lover knows how to guide his partner. this is one of your finer pieces, because of the raw emotion you want to show yet restrain a little from showing us your true strength.
you blended it so well! yes i did tremble – told you , you remind me of Pablo Neruda, strong , passionate and bold in his writing.
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