My body.....
Brews itself like midnight coffee,
Slow but dynamic, Dark but irresistible,
And, white like flashlight, so bright like moonlit night and my smile is like rose petals....
Soft chuckles and giggles cotton like....
The kind that keeps you awake
long after you’ve tasted it.
My skin......
A whisper of ripe peach,
Soft and glowy enough to tempt,
Sweet enough to haunt,
Bold enough to make you
forget your name against the curve of my waist....
It's heaven and your sacred haven.
And my aura....
Roses, always roses,
Blue, red, white,
Sapphire yellow and burgundy like,
Lilac purple and tastes like marvellous macaroons....
Not blurred but pristine clear like lukewarm lake water and tides...
The scent of a woman
who has survived her own storms,
The fragrance of thorn-kissed desire,
The bloom that opens only for the brave.
I am temptation distilled,
I am a quiet fire.....
I am waiting C'mn
Touch me, and you’ll burn in my fire....
But, hey, Cupid you’ll beg
to be burned again.
To be revived....
And, to be touched like you are dead under my spell...
You will desire,
Beg for more untill your soul wipes away.
My breath carries dusk,
My spine holds galaxies,
My lips....
The color of confessions made in the dark and heavens.
I am my own seduction,
My own intoxicating prayer,
My own forbidden spell.
And if he smells me once....
Coffee, peach, roses..
Altogether!!!
He will dream of me for years.
He will crave me like thirsty crow in search of water....
Like hunger,
Like strike,
You will crave me forever....
Like destiny calling his name from my pulse,
My veins,
My arteries,
My heart beating so fast....
For my heartthrob Hadis!
Tonight,
I am the woman desire kneels for.
Tonight,
I am me, myself, and the one
that someone
will never forget.
Tonight I am yours,
Come from underground and grab me Hadis,
I am a 'Psyche' in your love!
©® Farheen Akter Bhuian Nancy
Time Frame: 11.48 am, Tagar, MIST, Mirpur Cantonment.
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