Monday, August 8, 2011

ways to pleasure




At this moment…
That hangs in the air…
Uattached… digressed from the physical world
That’s running…
Maybe parallel… to me and you
As we exist metaphysically
Together…
Beyond this frame of time
And space
I look at you
And your existence
Intellectual
And make love to you
In my mind…


Pleasure…
It does find its ways
While there wasn’t
Any scope for it…
Smiles
Smiles