I wished it to long more
As I was about to snore
On her vast empire
With magic spell to whisper
She offered full embrace
With smile on face
I was sinking
With no more thinking
Was this the dreamland I was longing?
Was this the lust I was dreaming?
I got no answer
But suffered with cold and shiver
Why was she offering complete?
Was there no one to compete?
I was no rich or affluent
She took me as God sent
Now I realize about her invite
Her attempts to ignite
I wanted passion to end
With reply to uncontrolled trend
hasmukh amathalal
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/about-her-invite/
