Flower and bee me and him

A Poem by hiren

In human style the love making

She waits and waits for his stingy touch wifh his protruded nose that kisses her lips smells her fragramce

She cant wait to see his fluttering wings making chatter noice that feels like it will take her to the flight in sky

She bestows all her dreams holding them and maKes a whizper to his ears , can you givs me ride to that world where we live forever together in our home with kids and parents.

Eversince she had his stigma sucking her nectar she couldnt see that pull into his face which makes me fill my heart with perennial milk that fills his heart

The way he bends her petals that she felt as if he enters her making him feel secured that i am just a breath away from him or maybe a thought to reach her or a voice to take her with him wherever he is

The void that fills noone could maKe it that far and the instatiable heart of him feels filled with immortal sanjeevani the cure for all human illness which he is trying to make out of her from her adorable love making where the kamasutra poses and postures are shorten by our never ending love making touches at different chakras that awaken our kubdalini to the thousand petals lotus at the sahasrar.

Yes the rub maybe because few blocks inbetween us but for love making inside never a heed to that stops us of our ecstatic energy that showers rain in the rainy cold breezes in the winter and sun beams in summer.

Jessy Jacob
Love forever ❤️😍🩷