Just a thought.

Sex was primarily a survival and defence mechanism. A pleasure that is pain, romanticised. Copulation was a tool to reproduce without which a species would perish. Somehow we got it under our control; we tracked and understood cycles. Sex was a necessity. Today, it has turned into a need. Human mind and consciousness attached emotions…


I wanna bathe in your sweat I want friction between our flesh Let me breathe in your breath, Get you dry, get you wet.


“I love you.” He said, looking at her face reflecting the moonlight. “OMG! A shooting star! I’ve never seen one before. You said it and it just happened. What is this?” She shrieked in awe. “In that case, darling…” He whispered “I’d shoot every fucking star out of the sky.”


Ask these walls, they know your touch Look at these stairs, remember our steps? Those steamy hours of rush Tense moments of hush Clothes soaked in sweat I see you Gasping for breath There’s wildfire inside of you Burning me from beneath Let me set my demons loose Consider it penance Inside you lies my…