Pearl Girl - The Land Lady

Your motionless body rested upon bed;

& intoxicated scents strewn with soft-fragrant-sheet

I looked at into your menthol mouth, & bled

into the castles of vulnerable love so sweet

You were never a pearl kinda girl

not even a pie of vanilla-curd,

but a muse of your crystallized breath & a curve

made the night full of pleasure, I blurred

Every curve that you beautifully took
lying down upon the cushiony bed

looked like an empty book without words

craved to get written with an ink of my eroticism in anew thread

Oh, I looked over the skies,
Soon, you reached out to the extreme
where the waters kissed your toes in between

Whenever winds blew

I breathed you deep inside,

Under sweet surrender of love, on hue

Your petal lips danced all over my shoulders by the side

And, along the unfazed winds, melancholy time ticked by; 

unsaid things left behind

Only the wisp of your love,

& the imprints upon heart was everything that inclined

Still, when you walk the oceanic-lands

The heart labels you with 'Wild Land-Lady',

Oh, the imprints you leave upon wet-sands

make an every pastel-hue of my heart go crazy

Craziness allows the spirit wanting more

Red-light bars, & street-lights scars

both show you what your heart longs for

My heart - Just a phase of naked-debauchery

seems to be freaking desperate to kiss your soft allure.