Shiva is a brilliant lover.
Knowing exactly what I'd need,
he came to me as Nataraj.
All those hands did as they pleased.
And leaning over me
his eyes glimmered with delight,
as I panted in his ear,
and exploded into the vastness
of his arms.
Saturday, September 06, 2008
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