My sweet sweet………..(I am not penning a cliche)

She was sweet

mon ami

mon amour

I feared diabetes

by my loins

but then never got it

remained fit

as she roared

with civility

dulcet was my being

oh! such a sweet soul

with a sonorous voice

I could not even call it sexy

as she was so upgraded wise

care was her forte

and restraint her creed

language her citadel

as I entered it

like pied piper himself on chase

an ideal height

and an athletic frame

she oozed rut

but then but

never showed it even a bit

after five minutes with her

I was ready to do anything she ever bade

such was her power

huge was her magnet

in her palms

caved was my chin

she kissed forehead

then began

to descend

to lips

she will do woman by me

as I sighed and moaned

and after act

I felt sated like it was

a perfumed rebirth(wow)

Each second

I realized

that she was my kind

I often told her

we are made for each other

but then she silenced me

with a delicate finger

and a gentle cotton chide

saying making is as yet

we are in it and will be

till death do us apart!

PS: For want of proper location I am putting it here “In front of her rest of women type all looked like chattel”

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