TEMPTATION

You look at me
A little scared
A little hesitant
Ah you try to resist my temptation
My long slender shiny curve
Am I too hot for you?
Shall I burn your tongue?
Ah the redness of my skin
Doesn’t it spice your fantasies?
I know you undress me in your mind
I know you long to sniff my body
I know I smell of secrets
And treasures you have always hunted
Yet your hands shake when you bring me close
Yet your lips quiver against my smooth skin
Are you too pious to sin?
Are you not daring enough?
I know you always weigh the pros and cons
But don’t you know the eternal law
That pleasure comes only from pain
I know you want me inside your mouth
Ah but I see you know I sizzle
So you are scared to burn?
I know I can make you cry
I know I make you salivate
Ah my friend I can feel the fire in your lions
Ah I see they warned you against me
They said you’ll gasp for breath,
Your tongue will burn like hell
You will thirst for more
Oh those silly prudes what do they know
Insipid lives they led and died
I’m sure you don’t want to be like them…
There I see your eyes stare at me
You are ready to devour me
I’m a challenge ain’t i?
You don’t like me being such a tease
Well then what are you waiting for
Here I’m shiny slender and naked
Waiting to be tasted
Burning red
Tantalizing red
Inviting red
Come bite me
For I’m your red chilli!!!

BY
ZAID AL BASET
© 2008 by Zaid

FORBIDDEN

Drenched yellow flowers on wet earth
That fell from trees shivering in the rainy cold
Fill the night with an intoxicating excitement
Huddled together, along a slender pathway
They escape the grasp of the brutal winds
Like children running away from an angry mother
I gaze at the patterns they make on the ground
The demure yellow flowers tease the salacious earth.
They distract me for a moment or two
And suddenly I tremble from head to toe
In desperate anticipation of you
Wrapped in a warm blanket
My body yearns for you.

The wheels of the cars that pass by
Crush these flowers under it
Stains and bruises the helpless petals.
Again that same shiver runs down my spine
I press my hands against my thighs
To control these uncontrollable fits of passion
I can’t explain the paroxysm
All I want is to be crushed against you
All I want is to suffocate in pleasure
All I want is to feel oppressive pain

Piercing needles of water strike the widow panes
The wind spanks the door over and over again
And all I want is to gasp and groan
And all I want is to hurt and moan
In desperate anticipation I wait
To be your obedient slave.

BY
ZAID AL BASET
© 2008 by Zaid