Laced

‘Laced with purple shades and hues

the rich, the dark, the juxtaposed.

The texture, the smell, the pheromones…

She, herself, her sex composed

of warm rich odours and earthly scent.

One breath exhales such masked intent

at once with overt purpose bold

yet underneath such mystery, behold,

a delicate thread where stories are told

in subliminal looks and lingering stares.

Drenched in desires and intimate folds

ignited flames though smouldering cold

with skin of ice so tightly clenched

the heat and burning of love unquenched.

Dichotomy of what is and what can be

the chance to make real this fantasy…

She is both blatant and understated

the choice lies with the initiated

to pursue the subtle hints of heaven.

Roundness, smoothness, the moist of her, then…

laced with purple shades and hues

the rich, the dark, the juxtaposed.

The scent, the smell, the pheromones…

She, herself, her sex composed.’

Author: Ajanta

Poet, Writer / Editor / Photographer / Counsellor / Therapist / Mentor / Spiritual Care Worker / Advocate / Death Doula / End of Life Consultant

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