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  Nov 2014 rachel tsang
Bhaskar Dhakal
Darling, let me love you,
the way I want to,
the way you want me to.

let me spill all my feelings,
all my love,
my everything to you.
Let me be the morning dew and you,
be the petals of the loveliest rose.
I'd touch you all over,
the faintest touch of my lips,
all over your soft divine skin
would make you more pigmented
than you already are.

Let me tickle you and arouse you,
and make you want me more.
You’d try to push me away,
but avert me from falling too.
And I shall run wild over you,
just when your thirsty lips drag me rapidly to you.
And as I get closer to your lips,
I would see a shy smile in your rosy face.

I would hold you tightly,
give you the kiss of the millennium,
and you would want me more;
as if the feeling is new.
My every touch, my every breath,
would make you feel more complete,
like you’re discovering yourself in you,
via me.
Never has been your body caressed,
never have you been to this utopia,
as I show you the doorway to paradise,
and you would not want me to stop.

So I would go on,
Quenching every thirst,
again and again.
And you would be there,
soaked, all wet.
Right at that time,
we would be two bodies as one.
Your identity becomes mine,
and mine, yours.
And when I see you again,
I visualize no shyness in you, anymore.
I see, love, affection, satisfaction, and moreover,
a complete lady in you.
And I would shine,
like a diamond with you.
And that’s when the world sees,
an epitome of  beauty, in us.
Sparkling dew drops in a blossomed rose.
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  Nov 2014 rachel tsang
NARMONSEA
Bite of the lip and bedroom eyes,
Craving this long tongue of mine,
What do you desire, my Queen?

I'll make you squirm in ecstasy.

Your eyes are closed, the moans, the sighs,
You sense my lips, the kisses, the bites,
Clawing my skin, wanting more.

Guide me with your hand, where you want me to be.

Where will I kiss, where should I go next?
The lip, the neck or maybe the breast?
The possibilities are endless.

Imagine the best, I'll be even better.

I'll descend on you,
Lower, lower, lower,
I'll go a little slower.
Savor the time we have together.

I'm going to enjoy you.

The inner thigh, closer and closer,
Around and about, tongue brushing over,
Your strong scent taking me over.

In.

I'll let it go wild, you feel the heat,
Of my tongue going between the sheets,
Licking the creases, the walls, the treat.

I won't stop until you let go.

You can take a guess.
There's so many things I can do to you.
There's so many things you want me to do.

But there's no fun in that.
I can't read minds.
I am no psychic.

But I can listen,
I can take your order.
So let me serve you.

But you'll need to command me,
Compel me to continue.
So tell me what you want.

I'll be your main dish.
I'll make you full.

I'll be your dessert.
I'll make you come for more.

*I'll make you beg for it.
  Nov 2014 rachel tsang
Alex Granados
I have always been consumed by the illusion
that you were all I needed.
But every time you pushed harder and harder,
I realized that you were the one thing
I should have needed the least.

Love is not the need for someone
to keep your demons at bay;
love is the exact opposite.

Love is a craving for a feeling
to share experiences with another being.
It is the moments in which you catch each other other’s eyes
and can’t help but smile, indulging in the excitement
of each other’s presence with no expectations or promises.

But to need someone,
that is now beyond me.
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