Mr Red

By Nandhini Chithra

Oh no! I blush, blush and I blush,

And feel very shy with closed eyes,

Because Mr Red has arrived-

to make this a sleepless night.

The days he has come to spend with me,

He’ll never leave me alone,

He tickles my mind, and kisses my feminine,

Whoa! What the hard kisses!’

His nights are always painful to endure,

Because down he slides and plays heavily,

His plays make me to moan and groan,

Makes me to behave silly.

Mr Red is a blood(y) night partner-

whom I have, and behaves dirty and bad,

He behaves so in my bed.

He’s not creepy, but still makes me dirty at nights,

At times, Mr Red makes me proud of being a girl,

But most times he behaves badly-

down there, so I hate him.

Mr Red is not rare, ‘cause he visits me once a month,

But I grumble at times as he stays with me for six days.

He’s hard core night partner who most girls-

hate to sleep with.

He is a blood(y) hard core guy

And makes the sleepless nights.

By Nandhini Chithra