GANA CHUT - Gamahucher Press

GANA CHUTSRINGĀRAOFRANDI THARKITRANSLATEDBYCHODUPOEMSBYC DEANGAMAHUCHER PRESS WEST GEELONG AUSTRALIA2010

PREFACEPiss flaps ruddy lips perfumed sweetCast their allure into the worldCaught in passions flamesRuddy lips the source of desires seatEnsnare souls in their craving gamesRuddy lips souls bewildered keepEnsnared in their power the souls inIllusions sleep

IIPiss flaps ruddy glowScented lips above and belowCrimson lips more alluring than sunsets glowSpreading wide a bloom o’er which loves dew flowsLove hole liquid pearl round which the lips curlCrimson lips as they do partEnsnare the senses in Mayas seductive art

IIIPiss flaps garlanded with Champa flowerLotus lips blooming in the golden bowerCurving lips passions glowTrembling for the eager beauLush full lips to devourSwaying lips piss flaps tainted rose-like redThe breeze sends sandal scented scentExquisite to awaken lovers sleepWide turgid lipsArouse the lover on musk scented bed

IVPiss flaps rubbed with liquid sandalLined with loves dew like lustrous pearlsEmerald studs the lips do pierceCrimson glow like shining candleO’er lips the musky scent hoversJeweled splendidly piss flaps wrap themselves in aglittering robeLike on the moon the lovers eye delightsAs bees drunk on flowers nectar sweetOn piss flaps the lover drowned in their sights

VPiss flaps perfumed by Ketaki dustHeated lust cooled by loves sweet dewUnder the moons silver raysPiss flaps open like night flowerPerfuming the midnight hourPiss flaps wine smeared lipsThe lover dear-like sipsSaffron smeared lipsThe golden hue he licksAs o’er lips the tongue slips

VILike Kasa blossoms piss flaps are brightOut shining the moons silvery lightLike to the candle the moth in flightLover entranced in the crimson sightRapt in love under the starry nightPiss flaps perfume spreading muskLips quiver like hanging leavesLips caress each other like mating birdsGlittering lips flower bed of passionGlow like crimson damask

VIICrimson piss flaps grazing soft brown thighsBeads of loves dew lining soft sweet lipsMoon crescent the lips curveBeads of sweat line the lovers browLusts torments he languid sighsPiss flaps burst like Kadambas into bloomScent fills the roomFresh blooming flower like the moons lightGlows with passion brightA joy to the lovers sight

VIIIPiss flaps voluptuous curveGraceful lips parted in pleasureCovered o’er in saffron the lover doth observeTremulous lips golden treasureBruised lips the lips teeth marks preservePiss flaps vermilion lipsHoney-sweet smiling lipsLove hole framing the lover sipsDazzling dew the lips tipsThe shining moons beauty they eclipse

IXRich copper coral-red piss flaps fiery flamePut the budding Asokas to shameLover drunk on blossoms nectar in lovers gameMore intoxicated than honey bees he has becameTo passions fire they do inflamePiss flaps jeweled in brilliant lightAlong the lips edge diamond studded lustrous brightLove hole framed with pearls luminous brightCircling the holes liquid lightThe lover a frenzy doth lick and bite

XPiss flaps like jeweled lampsRuby reds emerald greensSplit the night into myriad colorsThe fires of lust inflaming sheDeep passions burning within heThe perfect cup piss flaps moldedShining jade-like softly roundedExquisite vessel for lust a tastingThe fiery lips lovers thirst a quenching

XIPiss flaps lotus passionate redThe bee to the flower spedLike lover to piss flaps flower-bedThe bee hovers there bewitchedThe lover on the nectar fedPiss flaps studded with tingling ringAs they tremble they joyfully singAlluring lovers they bringRinging scentIn the lovers lust they ferment

XIIThe moon is rivaled by piss flaps ruddy glowThey mock the lotuses showy showTheir hue eclipsing the golds yellow lusterLips enchanting and softThe lover in ecstasy says but OhPiss flaps scarlet lined with loves juiceMusk on the air sent a lovers nooseSweet lips more red than lotus flowerLanguid hanging a flowery bowerEnticing for some lusty hour

XIIILover to piss flaps hovers bewitchedLike a bee to the lotuses passionate redEnthralled on turgid lipsThe lover spred o’er bedIn trance languid sipsPiss flaps a fire of beautyEnflaming lover in passions fireGreedy for ruddy lipsLover hooked in desireEnsnared in worlds craving fire

XIVSaffron stained piss flaps yellow hueDangle like crescent moonsAlluring lovers with their seductive viewTo languid games of abandonTo trap lovers in enchantresses loves dewPiss flaps swollen redTo the lover caste a lureSandal mixed with saffron pasteOn the scented lips lovers are fedBewitched they flurry with haste

XVPiss flaps weave a web of dreamsEnsnare the senses the mind is trappedPiss flaps glitter and gleamsLike Indras net illusion beamsThe bee is broiled in Mayas net

XVIISBN 187634783X