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Memories of Last Night

She stretched, wakefulness seeping into her,
And with it seeped,
The happiness the last night bestowed,
the touch, the pleasure, the love, the pain,
Oh, she longed for it again.

Oh, that touch -
Sweaty hands exploring the bodies
Washed by hot breaths.
The soft sensual movements
Loving, learning. exploring.

Her bodies wax in his hands,
His hands - guiding her, molding her,
Igniting the hidden passions,
Touching the inmost cords of her being,
Whispering tabooed endearments in aching darkness.

The darkness - echoing with endearments,
Illuminated by the fire of their frenzied caresses,
By the heat that floated
On the hot satin bed sheets.

Choking, trembling in his grasp,
She let down her guards -
Weak legs guarded by his passionate cues
Intoxicated by the warm flood,
Relishing the drowning pain -
Oh, she craved for it again.

Casting aside her virginal pride,
She welcomed his invading stride
Bodies casing each other
Her aching body his host -
Caressing, enveloping....
United for the glorious blast
The virgin bud blooming at last.

– Ragini Puri
November 28, 2004

Editor's Choice July 31, 2005
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