Raga Of Love

Nelam go and ask arti as why she pretends
as if nothing has ever happened?
How she ever gonna deny the quivering desire
of her hungry lips,hip,nipples?
I was in her,in her,in her Inn`s innermost
love cavern;painting from dawn to dusk with
my love ink on her love walls---

Arti,arti,arti days die,darkness falls
I in you pray and fall;love scrolls of Desire
dances on your virgin shawl--
Your chaste,sweet,virgin lips and nipples
rise and fall in the passion of orgasmic call
as I keep diving you with all of lights
Divinating you with my all conquering,life
releasing rod

Arti I in you rise and fall
The temple bells ring late night scrolls
You hide in me like a child new-born!