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- Jun 2021
Cold that the wind blows at night on a humid evening
Briskly it felt on the skin while you stand on the balcony
Slightly it gets through as you start to shiver
Ideally, I’d bring hot drinks or hand you your favorite sweater

Leading you back inside escorting you like a gentleman
You feast your eyes to the organize set up ready for movie night
Furnace flaming bright, snacks are still warm
The drinks are just right, while I have you in my arms

Comfy with you, there’s nothing else I would ask
As we cuddle on the sofa and watching melodrama
You fall asleep so I could only cherish this moment
To tell you things such as before you awaken
- Nov 2021
Plain as my favourite shirt my life was back then
Smile I could show, an imprint of happiness
To say if I've truly been elated, never until you
Life is euphoric since I've met you

Jolly I am, truly as a person
Though even the cheery, smiles for a reason
From then, every day I show genuine grin
Even ask people how they have been

Life is euphoric, now that I'm with you
Sincere happiness, I could tell, it's true
Though, I wonder how's it for you
Hopefully life is euphoric on your part too
- May 2021
As I ****** your cheek and cup lovingly
Fervor runs through my veins; you felt the intensity
In seconds, you read and sight in my eyes
The vehemence and ride to my surprise
 
Down to earth you are, pinned on the wall
Clamors were cited throughout the hall
To rush in a room filled with ecstasy
We couldn’t care less, now it’s just you and me
 
Laid on a soft surface and have the gates wide open
Given with sanction, both parties have spoken
With passion written all over and seen through action
Just to end the night with love and satisfaction
first ever published poem
- May 2021
With your lips you say the nicest things
As I stare, I wonder what else does it brings
Lusciously it seems as I gaze from afar
if I bite, would it leave on a scar?

The feeling ardors as I fantasize occurrences
The figment appears as recurrences –
Of Reality and Imagination; its concurrence
From what the eyes could see anticipates it happens

Though as wondering, I could only think when
As well as how good it tastes and lingers then
While you grasp on the fabric as I do on wheel
Lusciously it is, though its touch is surreal
- May 2021
Revering the sight of your curves in the sheets
Titillated are my thoughts to which has brought to exist
Letting the water fall emanate strongly
while having my fingers swim through simultaneously
 
Yours were tied down on the promises I’ve kept
Blind folded as it pleasurably gets
Trust is the bond that made us so sure
To let each other have this type of love so soon

Sensually it may come, oomph we may be are
The sight of you naked is a form of an art
Beautifully it truly is; ***** it may get
Love is the truth, no matter how hot it could get
- May 2021
As you look upon the skies and glance over the moon
You stare in awe as you talked in a blissful tune
You kept adoring the skies as you speak what you know
While I only beg the stars to make the time run slow

Once I caught your eyes, I wondered if you could see
What you admire is just a reflection of thee
Though, I could not agree more to what you admit
All I’d say: the moon is beautiful, isn’t it?

— The End —