RED..


Throbbing passions fine
In the glasses of red matured wine,
Red like the blood surging,
The feelings did not need much urging
To sway and dance,
In each others arms,
The red of the wine painted our cheeks,
Some red love our breaths reek,
The bodies get into motion
Drowning in a lovely red ocean,
Intoxicated 
But not inebriated,
As we drink in the magical love potion,
Swimming in the hearty concoction,
The two red hearts thumping and pumping
Red blood in the veins, throbbing, violently pulsating,
Felt each other, body and skin,
Soaking ourselves with each other within,
The fiery red spreading like fire,
Igniting all the love desires,
We become one,
The hours ran,
The wine broke all barriers,
Treading towards times happier
Never to end again,
Blushing, all ignorance I feign,
While the lonely red rose smiles,
The red wine says cheers!!!

©Madhumita