Fiction & Poetry, Life, Love, Poems, poetry

Madness

Alone I was
I gazed at you,
your drenched silhouette…
I was dazed
by your beauty,
I could feel the warmth,
the surge of adrenaline
through the veins…
Those eyes,
they had emotions,
to be told, to be felt…

The touch slowly melted
your warm lips,
The eyes recoiled themselves
in a pause of passion.
My hands inching from the chin to
buttons, slowly falling on the ground.
I travel inside the white veil of shyness
Every touch on the cleavage
makes your breath stop,
There is no end,
But a beginning to discovery
Of madness

– Shashank

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