SENSE AND SILENCE

QUICKIE

Yielding
just to please
a quickie

--R.K.Singh

WRINKLES

Clings to the body
her wet red saree--
waving wrinkles

--R.K.SINGH

SOME HAIKU

Softness of her lips
and dancing of her tongue--
warm wetness


Photo shoot:
erect nipples of
young model


Sensing sex
in her pink smile
long talk short


He sees art
in her wanton dress--
crawling curls


She goes out
into sultry heat--
feeding time


Caressing
her pregnant belly--
water lily


On the beach
she combs her long hair:
aphrodite


Smells the happiness
of earth in the khus she wears--
summer's first rain


Seeing her naked
fuses logos and eros--
a fresh senryu


--R.K.SINGH

LIPS

Fingers grope
taste of whisky
moist lips

-R.K.SINGH

RETICULE

While we were talking about
love, marriage and migraine
she kept fiddling with

her reticule– opening
putting her pen in and out
and shutting again

--R.K.Singh

LET IT END

She remains indifferent to my fingers
moving to stir her cool nakedness
my hungry touch causes eructation
at intervals I caress her back
wobble about the torso or rest on
the thighs hoping she will be turned on
but warily I persist in half-sleep
she lets me enter for convenience
let it end the sooner the better


--R.K.SINGH