Poem _ Ravished

Small suffocating room
Could be a place of doom
Wild and racing are my emotions
A gateway for feral imaginations

Standing in the middle
Puzzling just like a riddle
Breathing in each other's scents
You and i

Lights are out
Urges are slowly creeping out
With the first contact, the mood was set
With the first kiss, we are adrift

Tasting your lips was ecstasy
We are in a fantasy
Savages trapped in time
Gnawing and licking

As minutes pass
We are bare
Taking over was lust
We moved as one

I groaned
You moaned
If its pleasure
I am not sure​