She!

Scribbling:

She -

“And she kept flowing, by heavier days and calmer nights. Kept walking away from those shadows and open skies, for words felt hard to define her, she knew no boundaries, she knew no sky, no earth, and no sea, no edges. She flew along, she dripped along, she fumed through the glasses, for she was in love, she was no more solid flesh but a mere pool of blood draining her in their orgasms that she felt too hard to resist.

For she was too light in his arms, too soft beside his shadow, too hot beneath his skin only to be burnt, dusted, buried and lost, for only is she knew how to walk away from his temptations, she felt too weak, too much lust in those arms, smell of his sweat made her heartbeat scream, she felt a sensation too strong to turn away. She decided to surrender. She wanted to be loved, as if not she must slice her skin to feel the kill she awaited through his fingers, silently, in the darkness, in the vicinity of dead lamps.

As the night witnessed them hunt each other.”

~ Praveen Parasar