Ethereal Love

Everworth the dreams to shatter like glass Leaving everything into tears, Remembrance of exoneration and possessing the truth Now washed off to remains of rare. Thought of the pebbles beneath the sea Don't gain value until brought to the ground, Same implies to the person who you are Penalizing and grating the sound. I want to be the host of this very disaster Your Entrapment and the ruler of anger and anguish, For you to watch the very end taking your stand Regardless of your money, ego to yearn the fetish. Walk into the new world of hatred Where the money is anger, Buy whatever you can in my world Because you are left no more than a stranger. -Tushar Bhakte.

"When you asked me to touch you without using my hands....." That look of you makes me irresistible Wanting to snog you grab your butt, And the view of getting bare Where my love fades for the lust... To feel you down your neck Breathe over you and eat your cherry, Wetting the Bare land for you to heck Crossing fingers as I flick down your belly... Let me move down your waist Striking your thighs and up your muff, Pulling it down kissing your cunt Groping your Apple and feel my strut... Now comes the part I love the most Gripping Grabbing Pushing hard, This is where we are completely lost For this beautiful feeling to start... Both the sigh of pain and pleasure Intoxicating more with every move, Exploring every good of our treasure Nasty for this night's good... -Tushar Bhakte.