Yukti Khera

The longing
The fear
The pleasure
The tear

It was the first time
To feel the warmth inside
The semen spreading along
With his body stuck to mine

The sweat
The nails
The marks
The pain

Back and forth to devour
Orgasms with tremor
In and out for hours
Every inch of our body surrendered

The moist existence
The excessive breathing
Avoidance of the eyes
The glimpse of our smiles

Sudden whim just to have it all

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