Daily Prompt: Delivery The mouth still taste chocolate The wrapper you crumbling In your tender round palm. The eyes of yours looking At me as I vice versa. We both are out of Cloth--spread like Cards from a Destroyed House. Chain Me. Drag me To you. Erase this Bay. Let me be your Slave. Say … Continue reading Chocolat


A Peregrination

deep down the line where the locket shines like moon just in the middle of e'thing & n'thing I want to lay my breath  on your trembling wet skin. With soft tender brush of hands-- of yours grasp my hair and place me-- 'ween the décolletage, where rivulet of your beats rhythm. -------------------------------------------------------------- I seldom … Continue reading A Peregrination