many of them
live a life
like just having sex
quick, mechanical and physical

and there are few others
who live their lives
like they make love
slow, artful, emotional, making time stop

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when the moon comes out
i howl out your name...
wildness in my vain arises
it scare you the hell....

and then the wolf comes out
baby just run run away...
if the wolf smells your blood around
it ll hunt you down
and take you to his cave...
tear your rags
and lick you, eat you
and give you the sweetest pain..

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Mohabbat ki kami khalne si lgi h
Jakr jlaa do ye sari nafratein..

Kbhi tu uske masjid m jakr sajdaa kre
Kbhi tere mandir tak aaye uski aahatein..

#JAIHIND

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100 बात की 1 बात
एक दूसरे से इतना भी पर्दा ना रखो की आप एक दूसरे को ही ना समझ पाओ. इसलिए समझने की कोशिश कभी कम मत करो, पल पल को कीमती बनाओ, और उन पलो के लिए कभी देर ना लगाओ वरना क्या पता कल हो ना हो.
इसलिए आज होना ही होना है और आज में उस पल को फिरसे दोहराना है.

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Let your body Rug me up,
Let your lips melt me down,
Let your fingers run over
The paradise between me,
Let your tongue
Lick the hard beads,
Let your breath
Lit the fire in me,
Not only the bedsheets
But the room full of moans
But the aroma of the pleasure
But the hickeys all over me
Are the signs of the winter night
That was hotter than summer.

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Dil ka alam, mai kya batau tujhe
Ek chehre ne bahut, pyar se dekha mujhe....

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//Naked

Take it in.
Take in
all the perversions,
pet the animal,
play its games.
Take it all in.
Bend in all ways.
Serve to its will.
Tonight,
take it in
till you break.

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Your poison lips
drug me with
the bitter tang of
maraschino berry
and acerb Cognac,
dripping piquant
flutters on my
rain-sweet skin.

Thunder rumbles
as your heartbeat
press against mine,
strumming
bass flavours
in our tongues,
my curves slowly melting
into your zesty skin
and your untamed rhythm
savour my
squalls of moans
as we entwine into
the hazy oil painting
of our silhouettes.

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Brewing storms, mid-June
High winds above the grasses
Make love till Monsoon

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Nomad of the city.

With those boys I dance,
flirt with them girls,
swing in the arms of one,
while scarred by another,
a name on lips that I moan aloud,
another at the back of my tongue,
with whisky that I gulp down.

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