Love's Trail Poem by Mittur Ramprasad

Love’s trail

As the heartbeats rise
Lips cling to one another
To the depths of skies

Kissing cheek to cheek
In expectation of climax
Rhythm reaches peak

Passion in progress
Moans and groans reach fervent pitch
Making lust regress

Love is no reason
For the adoring embrace
When warmth is risen

Males and the females
Each playing romantic role
For common regales

Making memoirs
By feeling free making love
Like singing choirs