Goddess

When lust awakes as bright as this afternoon,

sprawling on bare whiteness of these pages,

My forcefully stretched nakedness rush bloodily,

into houses of ‘Masturbation’ on lonely streets.

As I gather red letters spilled all over my bed,

You become a deity in temple of my desire,

Chained and cursed behind bars of my mind,

to be a lone prisoner bound by shackles of love,

Until this day light blend into few dusky orgasms.