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Her Fantasy

By-Dr Nunglekpam Premi Devi
Independent Scholar

She dreams a life; she dreams her own;
She hopes and she admires; she dreams her silence;
She smells and she loves; she feels and she hugs;
She owns her time, clock a mystery;
She hangs her out own, secretly silent;
Morning’s so fresh; Mornings’ so softly;
Her heart speaks; her mind talks;
She loves cuddling and she loves shadowing;
She holds her magic; fresh as her bloods;
Smearing her cloth line; murky as she desires;
She embarrasses; she fazes; and she closes in;
Her womb so tight; her chest so forbidden;
She cares and she covers every piece;
She digs and she plants; magic into mirrors;
She lives a queen; she holds no mistakes;
She’s bounded; she’s all walled;
She’s fantasy; she’s imagining.


She favors ‘his’ presence and she waits;
She smiles within heartily; she adores ‘him’ secretly;
She loves being drug into his; warmly smiles;
She believes his chest and she forgets to live;
His shoes and his hairs; all superb;
Evening so waiting; his arrival ‘all home’;
His clothes and his inners; all magnificent;
She owns her place; she loves and she sees ‘him’;
She makes ‘his bed’ and she comforts it;
She fancy ‘his’ words appreciating;
Ah! You’re too good for me;
Her breaths ‘his body’; she checks and she steals;
She loves being listening; her man as ‘he ‘be still;
She desires attitudes touchy upon his hands so cold;
She’s all calm; her doors all securely open;
Her prettify loosen, so peaceful with ‘his bosom’;
She’s glorious and she’s all beautiful.


She loves ‘his’ smells and fascinates his ‘touch’;
She moves again and after; she’s inviting his;
His ‘presence’ so magnetic arousal;
She flattered ‘his’ holding hands; so touchy;
Her breaths faster; she pumps stronger;
Her ‘love’ and his ‘love’; twining and tingling;
Stealing his moment; she imagines lying upon his lap;
She hopes and she imagines; adventures and mysteries;
She listens to ‘his’ so dearly; she performs strongly;
She isn’t feeling weak as he ‘holds’ his within;
Her eyes so seductive; her lips so touchy;
Her hair so fragile; her body so smooth;
Her wetness, Ah! The scent of the two souls;
She brings in his; she feels so magical;
Her bed so velvety; his moves so tremendous;
She love being exchange; she desires a fantasy;
She’s fantasy; she’s all absence of fear.

Ashinikumar Mutum

Ashinikumar Mutum, a resident of Sagolband Meino Leirak has been writing for Imphal Times since 2016. He handles mostly Press release and announcement related news. Ashinikumar is also a social worker. He can be emailed at [email protected]

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