the breezing salty air,
melting the hearts,
trembling bodies of arts,
trying to make a pair,
hands and fingers are caressing,
the love waves of the sea is singing-
the melodies of your moaning.
moonlight is mounting on your body,
making shine of lovely fondling,
behind a silver screen of nature,
we stand, tug and hug each other,
as long as the night is on guard,
we are making love of fervour,
let the moon shed her shower,
we will be wet all over-
with the drizzles of our pleasure.
That’s really sucking his mind, since the days she flown away of his sight. He believed her words are meant to be worth of human beings. But those were just mere words of giving a head to road.
The words she uttered were just a pair of shoes she wore. She was with him until her womb filled with those creams of his virility. The moment she realised he is in need of refilling the wallet, her ass started looking for a better jerk.
It all happened at one point of time, he and she wont be together. There is nothing called true love or the heavenly pleasure until those orgasms are devastated.
He understood betrayal is nothing but a chance of enjoying the better moment of life without hers.
He gone for it, he betrayed her, he found the life he lost in her. He found the moment of happiness that she forgot to give him. She created the chance of betraying her. Now she feels sorry from the bottom of her heart.
He will continue to write..