By Shaurya Pathania
Copyright ©2024
Bathroom floor;
dull, patchy, hard and broken,
but so are we--
hiding behind the door closed,
shying away from stares of
humans all around,
Tasting tongues,
while our hands pinching
at parts & places,
we aren't allowed to touch,
We take a bath within
the sweat of each other,
your hair in my mouth,
breasts in my hands, and
my throat under your control,
with your finger clawing my back
and neck.
Our skins layered as one.
We slow, we fast, we easy, we tough
we laugh, we cry, we soft, we rough,
we start, we end,
I don't even know your name yet,
yet you want me to fill you up
with all my love.
ABOUT: Shaurya Pathania
Shaurya Pathania has a keen interest in poetry, food and sleep. He likes to take hot water showers at midnight. He can be talked to @shauryapathani4 on Twitter.
留言