One fine morning, I found myself standing on the edge of a flowing river, a river which was tempting and oozing with the cornucopia of love, her scintillating beauty splashing on her crystal clear ambrosia.
It was a difficult choice for me to whether just walk along the bank grasping her innate beauty or should take a deep plunge for her womb. Suddenly, a whiff of fresh air brought the tiny droplets of her which touched my carnal desires.
I saw her unblemished bosom opening up like an oyster with a milky pearl lying inside it, radiant and throbbing with life. Captivated, I sat there dangling my feet touching her. A tinkling sensation invited me to have a bath in her pristine beauty.
Got one step closer, I spread up my arms, closed my eyes and took a final plunge in a world of uncertainties. I was there inside her. Feeling every single droplet of her absorbing me into her. My own naked self got reflected in her serene flow of water.
My animal instincts started battling with her, but she undeterred held herself as I crossed all the barriers. Her green eyes lit with wild desires and in a moment it vanished.
Now, I was there into her thrusting, crushing and battling. I slipped into her nectar, sipping the burning sensation.
Immersed in her tranquillizing beauty. I went deep and deep to search “me” and i lost the “I”.