Praveen Kumar 
your fingers trace the rim of your cup, steam rises between us like unspoken words, i watch you sip slowly, deliberately, morning light makes your skin glow;
you set the cup down with a gentle clink, our eyes meet across the small table, your smile tells me everything i need, my pulse quickens like monsoon rain;
you rise and walk toward me, hips swaying like temple bells, your saree falls just right, i'm already reaching for you;
our bodies fit like puzzle pieces, your breath warm against my neck, we move together like ocean waves, everything else disappears completely;
afterwards we lie still and quiet, your head rests on my chest, the tea has gone cold but we don't care, this is how love tastes best.
