Naked
I stand, droplets
glistening on my skin.
I pause, smiling, eager to taste
your kiss.
I’ve missed
the drumming of
your heartbeat in my ears,
the sound of you whispering
“let’s go….”
Knowing
Your slave am I
held by chains of desire…
your fingers dance, my release their
mission.
Kalon –
a single word
to define our exchange:
soul-saving sex for absolute
Swaraj.
I take
a deep breath, my
body shaking. Its time
to issue your new moniker:
“Dada.”
—–Author’s Note—–
First, thanks for reading! As always comment and rate according to your personal feelings – SPK
