Lost in myself, I entered the club
crowded, loud music and dim lights
drunk figures swaying all around
as the night is drawn in
complex cavern of my mind
making my way through, couldn’t find a nice spot
why I came here, what was the essence
maybe I wanted to get rid of some thought
it envelopes the soul, the music
the ambience, as I try to erase the pain
to relinquish an arduous past
emulating the beats to heart
wandering around, still on my own
across the crowd, our eyes met
surrounded by many, she seemed to be well known
her treacherous smile, a weapon I bet
that enthralling gaze was hard
to evade. a word not uttered
but the intentions made clear.
and the flawless fingers moved
skillfully, gesturing the directions
seductively suggesting, there’s much to explore
losing control, kissing senses goodbye
bounded in spell, I followed her indoor
mesmerizing, there she stood
lustrous hair…such radiant eyes
her contour pulsating the nerves
enclosing within both heaven and hell
bewitched, I moved closer, trying
to decipher the words unsaid
the brain rebelled, you must leave
unable to resist – I closed the curtains instead.
Photo Credits : Pinterest
For Real Toads prompt : Poems In April – A L’ Arora
Also, posted on Poets United
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Oh well done….yes our baser senses take control and we succumb….no time for reason when passion takes hold!
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Thanks Donna 🙂
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Bravo! You executed the form so well. A tale of passion resisted, told so well.
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Thank you Sherry 🙂
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My goodness this is wonderfully sensual!💜 Especially love; “and the flawless fingers moved
skillfully, gesturing the directions seductively suggesting, there’s much to explore.” Impressive work on the form, Neeraj! 😊
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Thanks Sanaa 🙂
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A life is filled with experience…and this might be one to remember…or not?
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Ofcourse Annell , thank you 🙂
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I loved how you used the form. Adventure awaits!
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Thanks Vivian 🙂
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😊
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This form has proven its worth in the storytelling it has inspired. You created this young man’s temptation very well.
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Thank you Kerry 🙂
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Such a story. such passion. One wonders if this is one you will look back kindly upon in future years or if it is swept under the bed to gather dust.
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Thanks Toni 🙂
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You set the scene really well, Neeraj, easy to picture and almost hear. It works well with the form, too.
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Thank you Kim 🙂
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Beautifully penned!
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Thanks Ayala 🙂
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“it envelopes the soul, the music”
Music does just that. You worked this form well Neeraj.
Thanks for droopkng by my Sunday Standard
Much🌼love
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Thank you Gillena 🙂
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You portray a wonderful, successful, seduction. Senses are SO hard to resist. Well done on the form as well 🙂
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Thank you L C 🙂
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Very nice. I especially like those last two lines. The rest is not for us to see, behind those curtains. 🙂
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Thanks Marilyn 🙂
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Oh,I thought she was going to pick pocket you! It’s easy to be anonymous in crowd.
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😀 almost ! Thanks Colleen 🙂
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A well written erotic piece.
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Thanks ZQ 🙂
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An intriguing and wonderfully rendered tale that carried me along from beginning to close, I enjoyed reading this!
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Thank you Wendy 🙂
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Love the sensuality of this, Neeraj.
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Thanks Sarah 🙂
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I love the way it seems to come to a conclusion … and yet that is just the beginning of new possibilities unfolding behind those closed curtains.
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Thank you Rosemary 🙂
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kaykuala
that enthralling gaze was hard
to evade. a word not uttered
but the intentions made clear.
A person’s gaze can be a killer. Most fortunate it is preceded by clues for us to be more prepared!
Hank
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Thanks Hank 🙂
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Beautifully passionate and sensual!
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Thanks Mary 🙂
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Oh, damnable temptation!
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It sure is, thanks Margaret 🙂
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Well done.
It is strange how we are drawn to the dangerous (in love)…
perhaps the danger is intoxicating…
Anna :o]
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Thank you Anna 🙂
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ah yes, sometimes reason is thrown to the wind. or perhaps this is the beginning of a fruitful relationship?
nice work with the form! 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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