Poems Of Love: Come

Pushing me up, higher and higher
Pink and wet, faster and steadier
Locked eyes and fingers loving me hard
Look how you’re slowly melting my guard.

Every second, I unfold
Into a girl you’ve never known
Don’t stop baby, keep rubbing me close
Your smirks make me blush, cold toes, cold toes!

Shorter breathes and digging nails
Take me up on a roller coaster rail
Surprises, surprises; fast and slow
I swear, love never felt so pure!

Sound of pleasure, close to your ear
Eyes shut tight, you’re doing me right!
Smiles of pleasure, won’t you come closer?
Never wanted you to kiss me more.

Lucky for these kisses and these fingers that make me moan
Lucky for a man who makes my pleasures his own!

It’s wild, it’s driving me close to the top
Wiggling for you to go in and out
But you won’t give it to me so easy
I’m grabbing the sheets, as you grab me baby!

Eyes shut tight; following your fingers all the way up
Tense, deep breathes; pushing out, that’s your thumb!
Quicker and stronger, that’s the right spot!
Make me yours forever, I’ve come, I’ve come!

– Gunjan Sethi
Written for a special someone.

Poems of Love: It’s All Me

Captivated in metal chains
All these hours, you’ve held me still
My scream wouldn’t get past the locked doors
The pain was tearing up my will
Could you please help me?
Help me wipe off these tears?

They’re tears if joy, so be gentle
I’m finally here to be all yours
Because I love you and I don’t want to leave
Shut them tight, all the doors
I’ll lie here still and let you do whatever you like
Even if it’s against my will.

Your thoughts fill me with terror
They leave my muscles paralyzed
How can you be such an animal?
Why won’t you let me out?
Love doesn’t cause pain, it heals
The evil inside you will never let you, really, feel.

This pain you give, is pleasure,
Your thoughts wet my bits
When you show me how strong you are,
I know, no animal, can do me any harm
This is true love, so come close
Come close and fill me with yourself.

It’s two of me, can you see? I feel that;
Sometimes you kiss and sometimes you hurt me.
I can’t decide to love your love or despise it
I can’t decide who’s inside me.

Sometimes I tie myself up
And love me like I want to be loved
And when it hurts, I cry so hard
Wishing someone would wipe these tears off.

When I’m hurting me, I burst out to laugh
And moments later, fear fills my gut
But then I slide it again, all the way up
Leaves me deadly still, the sight of blood.

Behind locked doors, it’s not two
It’s three
A triangle of pain/pleasure
It’s all me, it’s all me.

— Gunjan Sethi

Poems Of Love: Choice

What’s Sex got to do with Love?
What’s your Touch got to do with my Heart?
We could give our bodies and keep our souls
Or give our hearts; but never come close.

I’ll let you cut me open, and look inside
But if I turned evil, will you leave my side?
Past my skin, I’ll let you come through
But if I told you I’m out of love, what will you do?

So when you touch me again, make sure to feel
If you take my heart, make sure to keep
Or tell me my skin is all you need
And we’ll come close, yet apart we’ll be.

–Gunjan Sethi

Poems of Love: Mockery

Mockery; lies

When you confess to me, looking right into my eyes.

Your love’s not new;

Heard it a million times over

And lost it a million times too

Now you tell me you’re my lover?

Already moved past a few.

– Gunjan Sethi

Poems of Love: You

They say you’ll know when it’s true love
But I say you won’t
You won’t see it, you won’t know it
And you’ll continue to wonder why it feels different.

Why it feels new; fresh like morning dew
Why, finally after all these years
You feel like.
You.

Ironic, indeed, Love’s ways.

You’ll be stuck in a chase; bound,
To find the best of you
For the best of whom you’ve found.

— Gunjan Sethi

Large

It’s me under these puffy eyes
Under the skin that’s grown fat
Cold hearted; what are you made of
Frozen in ice?

It’s me under the spots on my cheeks
Inside these large jackets
Hiding my insecurities
Beautiful; can you see?

I’ll find myself again, again, again

Won’t look at my feet anymore
Straight into your eyes
Puff up my chest, won’t hide
Trim myself, and then you’ll see

If that’s what beautiful means to you, baby
You’ll find me, you’ll find me.

— Gunjan Sethi

Poems Of Love: There

She drove into the darkness
Lost moonlight through the mist
Trees glaring at her moving past
She held the imagination of an artist

It had been hours into the journey
Trying to chase the moon and leave it behind
But just like some memories of his
The moon wasn’t going to leave her alone tonight

The gears, steering was subconscious
One moment, two places

Lying next to him, her fingers through his hair
And this road, her car eating up the painted white lines
Not here, she wanted to be there.

— Gunjan Sethi