No glittering ocean nor shimmering lake,
could possibly provide such a stunning escape.
I used to confuse my brain into thinking the poison
i had been drinking would cause no harmful effect,
but the stage had been set,
for my body to get irate.
You kept manoeuvring over me like an artist,
giving me no option to reject
and so i sat still sipping on the very substance that was blind
to the pleasure and pain she was inflicting already in my mind.
In the face of this, with each tender kiss,
washed down with the lick of my lip,
Resistance relented in favour of her desperate yet unswerving grip.
- Nachiket Tayshete
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