Love Of Fire Poem by Pradip Dasgupta
Love Of Fire
The bed was burning in
our passion of love.
as the python holds the
sandalwood, my body was
holding yours.
the lemon of yours, i was
pressing with my hands
passionately.
my lips was feeling the
molten lava of your lips.
when you touch me, i could
feel the rock inside me.
your warm breath and
your musk was all that i
could feel.
even the time seems to
stops on
seeing us with our love.
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