"Touch"

I twisted and turned

His grip was like vice

My shoulders ached

but secretly I loved this night

I had a premonition

I was going to feel this way

In his arms

In his bed

And this very moment

Our breaths mingling

and his tongue swirling

at the tip of my lips

and my heart aching

My hands made no noise

how could they?

when they felt so nice?

They slipped slyly on his back

and I slowly felt his soaring desire

We pushed each other

Hating yet wanting to be together

our touch just so natural

My eyes felt all but misty in this hot summer night

Why did I feel so lost 

In this man's arms?

It feels forbidden 

To feel so wanton

To make him mine

and me his, forever

So I twisted and turned

our breathing mingling again

His fingers doing the unthinkable

His lips on the nook of my neck

We lay together 

Feeling, making the most sweetest love ever...

"I stand Alone"

When I was a kid,
Life was the same,
I would get up and moan
think about school and groan.

College was the new trend,
where canteen and friends,
were my life.
I studied but not very hard,
all those nights were phone was my star

Caught up in a job,
I got used to my swirly chair and car
The friendly calls now all but business
I made my peace with everything
cause money became my life.

Loosing touch with people,
I once loved and cared,
I carried on with what i call life
making a whole new meaning out of this surprise

Such is my life
where money brings me happiness now
Friends have become so rare
I wait for no one to sit and share.