Added sweetener close hug wet kisses
Flame of Passion Burning
------Amin Ahmad
Chaudhury
What irony my dear hungry cannibal,
That I be telling how you must eat me!
No alternative there, your last dinner
Eating my every soft spot so lavishly
Reminds me of the pleasure I felt
Through aroused nerves, amazed me
Oh sure, you found me tempting you
With the beauty and charm that I hold
In me. Your response was instant
I found you so intense enough bold
In the fold of your loving caring arms
I felt much relaxed and passionate too
Felt soft moves of your manly fingers
On my bare body, fresh as morning dew
Your smile, whispers and naughty words
Mesmerized, to you I handed over my recipe
Deep sea eyes mixed with passionate waves
Sprinkled sweet smile in rose petal lips
Cheeks holding shy purple twilight hue
Spices of look truly naughty and mysterious
Towering inferno in passion, throbbing heart
Swollen breasts and color of love really true
Blast of fast creeping deep breaths hot
Soft bite on masculine flesh of bosom
Thick handle stirring the gravy in wet pot
You cooked so well taste was heavenly
Every bit of it was so fiery and pleasing
Burning breaths trembling lips shaking waist
Felt the sweep of North West storm raging
You swallowed and devoured entire me
Like bees suck nectar from flowers lovely
Or hungry long hard beak birds peeping
Go deep into honey pot of lotus blooming
I know not why I left you in deep despair
Never thought of seeking you any more
These restless days and sleepless nights
Want of loving touch made my heart sore
Every moment I spent in high ecstasy
Yet much was missing, those days are past
I surrender; remind you of my recipe again
Eat me the way you have eaten me last
The recipe still works and the pot is hot
Flame of passion burning my bare body
What irony my dear hungry cannibal,
That I be telling now you must eat me!