and look for a reason

A whispering voice,

close to my ear drum

expressed her desire,

to be held in my tight arms

Wished to be over powered,

till badly breathless,

to get ineptly defeated,

though no war in progress

Hot breath from her nostrils,

felt with my eyes shut

my existence steadily melting,

from me, I’m getting lost

Her image overlapping mine,

merging in to one

in a pleasant night mare,

a docile duck and a swan

 A delight drenched face,

she, in a terrific trance

I’m steadily evaporating,

to a nostalgic fragrance

 Things happened fast,

it was destined to happen

but it kept me guessing,

and look for a reason