" The Dark steed "

She burns like a silent flame, trading her dreams for her family's light,
Tired yet tender, she lays peace in her husband's eyes each night — a true Black Beauty, beyond color or pride.

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"How long will we keep meeting in secret on this rooftop, stealing glances beneath the moonlight?" she asked softly, her voice laced with longing.

I gazed into her eyes, a tender smile curling on my lips. "Until the day, my love," I whispered, "when we no longer hide from the world, but only from the silver moonlight slipping through our bedroom window—its glow tracing the curves of our bare bodies beneath the sheets."

At that, she lowered her eyes, a blush blooming like dawn on her cheeks.

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In the stillness of the hospital room, she sat by his side, tears streaming down her face as she clutched his weakening hand. “You always ran behind me while I ran away,” she whispered, voice trembling. “Now that I’m finally yours, why are you leaving?”

He smiled gently, masking the pain in his chest. “Pagli, if I’d known this bed would bring you to me, I’d have come sooner. Who said I’m leaving? My body might, but my soul will stay.”

As his words faded, his palm grew cold in hers. And with it, a piece of her heart broke.

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Heat rising in moonlit air,
Legs entwined like silken vines,
Tongues in dance, slow and divine.
Skin to skin, a fevered glide,
Lips met, worlds did collide.
Her moan, a symphony in flame,
As my fingers spelled her name.
Grasping curves, fierce and tight,
I surged within her waves of night.
Held her high, lost in her sigh,
Chasing stars in every cry.

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I paused awhile upon this place,
You filled that moment with your grace.
This is the last I leave for you,
A silent farewell, heartfelt and true.
Through you, life’s lessons came so clear,
You stood beside me, always near.
For all you gave, my thanks remain,
Goodbye, stay safe—till paths cross again.

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Your body is the Rivera, where my cravings come to rest,
I trace each curve like whispers pressed against your breast.
A paradise of silk and heat beneath my roaming hand,
Where tides of lust obey no rule, nor care to understand.
Your scent—intoxicating—pulls me to confess,
As blooming flowers rise with every breath and press.
From mild to wild, you burn like twilight's amber flame,
And I lose myself, forever, whispering your name.

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Your body is Ravire, a flame I can’t resist,
A sultry coast I sail, wrapped in mist.
Each curve a secret, each breath a sin,
I dive in deep, where your tides begin.
Your scent—an opiate, laced with bloom,
Ignites the dusk in a crimson room.
You moan like waves on moonlit sand,
And I, lost sailor, drown by your hand.

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the world was never meant to know,
A hidden spell wrapped in silk, letting only my soul glow.
Between her thighs, a tale unfolds — divine, forbidden, true,
Like Khul Ja Sim Sim, her cave reveals a world dyed in dew.

She pulls me close, my head cradled to her chest so tight,
Her warmth a lullaby, her curves the rhythm of the night.
Her scent—wild jasmine, her skin—a velvet tide,
I dive with hunger, no fear, just love as my guide.

Her hips speak verses, her lips write sin,
Each motion a fire, igniting me from within.
Thirsting for her nectar, I drown without regret,
In the ocean of her love, I'm lost—and yet.

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चाय तो हम हमेशा पीते हैं,
पर आज की चाय का कुछ अलग ही मज़ा था।
बिना दारू के ही चाय से नशा चढ़ गया,
ये असर तो आपके पैरों में बंधी पायल की दीदार का था।

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my breath met your racing heartbeat,
Whispers melted silence as your moans lit the moon’s retreat.
Fragrance thick with musk and desire stained the air,
Our clothes, once barriers, vanished without a care.

My fingers traced poetry along your trembling skin,
Mapping your curves, outside and deep within.
The swell of your breasts pressed against my need,
While your hips told stories my touch would read.

Time grew jealous, pulling dawn far too near,
Just as I sank into you, lost and clear.
In your trench of ecstasy, I was almost whole—
Before the morning stole what night nearly stole.

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