Soaked in the scent of carnal darkness
Faint streaked crescent moon lingers
Seductively on its celestial couch,
Amid the hymn of nature
Sentient and insentient become witness alike
To the union of now christened cravings... on a drunken Night!
Nomadic fingers rove all over
Sinewy strings of body-harp
Crafting a symphony of quivering excitement,
He touches, she ruptures into
A sonata of whimpers and moans,
Those are contained note by note, in his hug... on an unrestrained night!
He relishes the taste of her skin
Savours her femininity that now
Gets adorned and disrobed only by him
Palms grasp, release, scurry
And quench the heaving desires
Created, sustained and dissolved in the trembling ecstasy...on a brazen night!
They mull over in coy amusement
About the intrinsic gist of motifs
On the creases of the ruffled linen
She fondles and describes her
Unintelligible poetry of nail marks
On his chest, word by word, shedding modesty...on an artistic Night!
Bodies’ rock, yielding rhythmically
To the hard kiss and gentle caress
Of obsessed lovers juvenile courtship
Kindly enough, muffled dreams
Involuntarily hurry without perturbing the
Deep slumber of perfectly satiated souls... on an insatiable night!
Seema Aarella
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-episode-3/
