Like water for the chocolate

Like water for the chocolate

You are arising pulse of my body
Hot scalding milk coming to the top

I am melting under your skillful tongue

Foaming with bubbles when liquid touching the throat

You are my medicine, my elixir vitae
Breathing the strength into those frail lungs
Grabbing my lips with speed of hurricane
Sucking the juices out, going for more...much more
Ohh, make me moan , reaching out for the Cupid cove
Playing the piano on the opening

You pouring water for my thirsty body
To inhale aroma of the ancient drink prepared with love
We savoring together sip by sip from one giant mug
Taking us to time of Aztecs , speaking the unknown language
No, not true, the language was inside in dormant state
Now awaken for two lovers to exchange the knowledge

by Margaret Gudkov

Is what i feel is love

Is what i feel is love 

Or i mistaken it for the attachment
The substitute for lonely woman heart
Who is afraid to hear the silence of the night
Yearning for warm body next to her for consolation

There nothing better than the body heat
Giving the easement to the wired nerves
Relaxing every bit , the particles of tiredness
Wiping the dust of aggravation on the face
The pillow is not alternative for it

I hope to reconnect my feelings
To understand the actuality of it
What do I feel , how should I proceed
Some sorting out in the urgent need
The love or the affectionate connection,longing to be touched
Adored, listening to the bouquet of compliments
The passion or what else...

by Margaret Gudkov
art by Kamu Art

Embroidery majestic floridness

Embroidery majestic floridness

Embroidery majestic floridness
Fait accompli to Chinese silk light beauty
The song to craftsmanship manifestation
To hands creating miracle equal to nature's

The woman's body harboring inside
Caressed lovingly by fabric soft murmuring
Her curves seeking barely zoetic touch
Celestial breath, mere whisper over skin

She wiggles in the silk embrace
The thighs rubbing in delicious tasting
Bringing desire up a notch while laying on the sheets
The sumptuous sheets seen verboten romps
That children cannot set the eyes on

by Margaret Gudkov
art by Evan Wilson

I am longing to be as free as butterfly

I am longing....

I am longing to be as free as butterfly
Not obligated sit on just one specific flower
Flying without any preordained thought
Adorning sky with multitude of tones
I'd relish nectar on the petals mixed into morning dew
Rest awhile and glide anew till other leaves and blooms
Catch my heart's compass, beckoning to reach out

I'd link amorphous connection, enjoying company
Afterwards saying goodbye , keeping the memory inside
To the untouched destinations, full of exotic stories
How light-weighted you might say, not serious about life
On contrary , I am filled with curiosity limitless horizon
Why bound yourself to same routine
When world present the opportunities abound
Be like butterfly or bird , not chained to the perimeter of space
But going places to partake in role , assigned from birth

by Margaret Gudkov

When sadness grip me in the metal shield

When sadness

When sadness grip me in the metal shield
You sing for me the serenade of love
Take in the tight embrace and hold without moving inch
Soothing the pain , accumulated in long run
Do not let go or i 'll fall apart like wet paper
Assurance of your body next to mine
Would calm anxiety tremors shaking innards
Sing, sing for me , don't stop if for catching breath only
In low voice that special music on the foreign language
You sang first time we met , first time we touched

There something astral in it , pacifying senses
The seraphic connection sent by spirits above
I feel the sadness melting into nothing
Hope shyly entering into ajar door
You fanning me with peaceful air
Susurrating words , spreading on the heart
It takes one loving , caring soul read another
You done it in the manner of true love

by Margaret Gudkov
art by Lucia Coghetto

Teri Nafrat Mein Woh Dum Nahi Jo Teri Chahat Ko Mita De

Teri Nafrat Mein Woh Dum Nahi Jo Teri Chahat Ko Mita De
Meri Chahat Ka Samandar Teri Soch Se Bhi Ghera Hai !!!!!

Phir Youn Hua Ke Rastey Yakja Na Ho Sakey

Phir Youn Hua Ke Rastey Yakja Na Ho Sakey
Woh Bhi Ana Parast Tha Mein Bhi Ana Parast !!!!!