Wearing a saree
Was of no use
He took out my plits
And grabbed my waist
I tried to push him
But he insisted...
My wet hair was
Making him arouse
As he smelled the fragrance,,,
His hand was expressing
more than he could
And slowly he came over me,,,
Without keeping any distance...
His shirt was torn with the presence of my nails,,,
Naked was my body and
blood was flowing through his veins...
He forced me to seduce him
And I became shy,,,
Love yet lust he grabbed me over his body,,,
To see me spoiled in front of his eyes...
I closed my eyes and pulled him closer,,,
Started to kiss and made him even more colder...
He applied his force on me
And I got choked,,,
Paining at first but
Later it became a habit
Of getting smoked...
- Anuska Biswas
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