Rasasvaada

"The Commune" They say, "Loving takes its course." but my heart, my heart was a rebel. It whispered, "To get the taste of your unexplored soul, I will come from 7 kingdoms through heaven & hell." This desperation is a beautiful thing which bleeds your heart out & from the distant mist of time I have seen right through you. My handmade love is your only antidote & your soul feeds on it. The push & pull of us exemplified the magnetism of our bond unique, difficult but unbroken. My wants to devour you with my infinite wisdom compelled me to do sins on your naked self & the motion of your body defined our sultry, beautiful & sleepless nights we shared together. Your roguish grin resembled the devilish presence of Gods in beauty. Your inhibited wilderness was not meant for the feign of heart. For your endeavors needed a mortal like me to fuel your prowess. Haunted by the idea of your presence in, out & a