Holding hands in the dark
Waiting for his eyes to open
To notice the love and want
And to share with her this pleasure
She runs her fingers through his hair
and pulls her face close to his
Breathing in as he exhales
and wanting to kiss his lips
She prays for this moment to last
and imagines he was like the mighty Ravana*
For she would have ten lips to kiss
Unlike Ramas one single kiss
How would it feel to experience
The passion of one man in ten forms
To the one kiss of the Lord~
who was dedicated to only One?
He opens his eyes to see
Her eyes lost in thought
Wondering if she wanted him
He pulls her lips to his...
*Ravana - the 10 headed villain of the Ramayana
~Lord - here Rama, the incarnation of Lord Vishnu who was dedicated to his one wife Sita
I had read a collection of rural songs a few years back which was about a womans wish that her lover was like Ravana. I was just thinking about it and thought I'd try my version of it.
