"She Cut Her Heart"

That night she cut her heart
and the blood draped
her words on the crumpled paper.


She felt at ease,
and went to sew her heart.


"O Dear! you are precious", whispered the crumpled paper.
Her sullen eyes bathe in despair,
as she waited for years to hear these words.


"Be my lover!", she could hear the echoes.
And in that moment, when she lifted the paper
to feel her words- it purified
the crumpled paper.


Thus, the holy paper
became her secret keeper.


Because...


That night she cut her heart.

"That Night"

He looked at her like a garden strawberry,

She looked at him like a temptation- hard to resist.

Both were perplexed to approach and curious to explore every inch of their desires that were burning; willing for someone to pacify them.

“Shall we or shall we not”? The questions that were obvious in their ardent gaze.

“Let's burn the midnight oil”, the answer on their lips, while looking at each other in a way that could melt the stack of ice at once.

Both tried to hide their urge, but the sweet temptation tricked the two souls and they were entangled in unending orgasmic fantasy. He touched his lips and tasted the kiss of love and with every kiss, her heart started throbbing. He was not willing to leave her and she wanted more of it. Their erotic urge came to life -

The lips were revealing their desires and hands were being the guardian of erotic stimulations; His penis inside her vagina and his hands on her tits while kissing her tender lips; her hands on his back while feeling every inch of his soul. Teasing, cuddling, and pleasing were the words that echoed in that room.

They were doing their best to pen down ecstatic love and their loud, pleasing moans assured them that they are soul mates in the room of love. That night lasted forever and the orgasmic revelations remained etched in their hearts till eternity.

That night they had the best sex, because they were soul mates in paradise- Naked in love.