Outing Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

We walked in to the forest
Our hearts heaving with sighs;
Creepers got entangled in our feet
To stop us from riding highs;

Our passions lost ways and carried
Us to a land unknown, unexplored;
It was all sweat and swollen breaths
And feared for what has been stored;

We were drunk- the hemlock of love
And locked thighs not to miss each other;
Our names were engraved in silence
On the petals of a wild flower;

Old leaves stuck to our backs
Held the juice of love wetting the mud;
Shameless sun shied away into a shed
As into abyss of lust we fell with a thud;

Riding high we roamed the land
Where love and lust ruled and grew;
Under the canopy of leaves and fronds
We often met and found love anew.