Bumble-bee

Bumble-bee...

A bumble-bee in me,

So hungry.

Seeing a flower in thee,

Goes completely awry.

It just closes its eyes,

Flies closer.

Perfume of your petals,

Ignites a fire.

Energy in my thoughts,

Starts fluttering.

Glow on your Filament,

Continues raging.

Same euphoric fire,

Catches me.

Landing on your anther,

That Pollen feel.

A pollinator,

Its time to leave.

Stealing some,

For another ones need.

Full of memories,

I go.

In search of stigma,

Somewhere close.

Little tired but finally,

I find thee.

Reenergised by your style,

Its Time to sow our seed.

-Prankur

(08.14.2020)

Naughty stars

Naughty stars

Slowly falling asleep,

With her over my arms.

Slowly she slid her knees,

Maybe some change of plans.

Spending a night,

At our friends farm.

She was in a mood for delight,

As she slowly slid down her palm.

Stars suddenly became blurry,

Weather felt a lot more cold.

Gasping for breath,

Story began to unfold.

I caught her shoulder,

"Come'on stop!"

Rule breaker as she climbed over,

And whispered in my ear "Nope!"

Nevertheless a cold night,

And a pretty warm start.

She was rele in a mood to fight,

As she handcuffed my hands apart.

Lips seemed moistened,

As a wave she rippled over me.

I felt soothed.

And resistance was fading.

Humidity between us intensified,

As Her urge made me hard.

We continued our Fight,

Until clouds of nowhere unfolded pleasant rainfall.

-Prankur

23.07.2020