Romantic Night

 I stepped inside the palace,

Hormones on the roof,

Erected spine and tight shoes.

 

My hand on your hips,

Your smile with red lips,

Color fades like open grapes.

 

When you above me or

Me above you,

The dry island becomes shallow blue.

 

Legs stretch with romantic sound,

Open secured gate as consent crime,

Sweat release like red wine.

 

Water flow, More felling grow

Legs relax when

Love becomes more.

Abhay K