Love and its parts

Love and you (Part I)

I want to weave a beautiful net of words

To catch you

But my words melt away and emotions freeze...

This poetess is too weak to capture you

I want to steal some kisses from you

Kisses in which you participate whole heartedly

But my love is too honest 

To steal anything from you

I want to shout and declare 

My feelings for you

From the top of the world,

I am too scared to hurt you if I publicize it

I want to paint you in the colour of my scarlet love

Dripping my blood drop by drop 

To give it the right tint

You are too high for me to reach but…

I want to hold you very close to my heart

Between my humbled breasts

And make you hear your name ringing inside 

But I am too shy to do that

I want to make love to you in most passionate ways

For a full season of the year

But I am too confused 

Which season to choose?

Lust and you (Part II)

Summer is so special with its beautiful morning

Neither too hot nor too cold

Just comfortable enough for us to snuggle and then

Proceed to a fancier session

But why not winter then, with its freezing temperature 

In your native mountains

Won’t it be perfect for us to rub into each other

And set everything on fire

Or maybe the season that lies between these two

The monsoon, the season that makes me miss you the most

Let us drench ourselves into those heavenly showers 

Before we dry each other sip by sip

Nah, let’s begin with spring

The season when flowers bloom, and so will I

With the touch of your lips and tips

Let the flowers envy the sweet perfume emitting from us