Erotic Poems
On seeing
My rounded breasts
The crescent moon began to melt
He pressed my thighs
To reveal my beauty
But the musk smell numbed his senses
My lover wrote a poem for me
It started with the "bird"
And ended with the "cage"
So I hated to read it.
Summer siesta made my body heavy
My lover did not like my elephant-like gait
He went to a blockhead butterfly.
Moon was scared of my dog
He ran away leaving his beam behind
My new apparel.
Last night a thief entered my room
But in process of revision he stole my poems
The moon scowled.
The city was dark
My windows were open
A swarm of fireflies invaded me
It looked just like blades of grass
My lover's parting song
Borrowed from the eye of spring
© Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty 2014
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