it was another call of nature.

he called the woman,

the woman came.

they sat on the couch..

they were strangers…

they talked.

sensual.

he started touching her hair.

she began awakening her senses.

he held her hands.

she picked up her han-ky.

he led her to the room.

she unlocked the door.

they sat on the bed,

looked at each others eyes.

he gazed at her sculpture.

her imagination started flying.

they touched again.

moved closer to each other,

and the fire roasted their bodies wet.

the clock’s beating started to be heard.

their hearts

beat in the rhythm of selfishness.

he began undressing her.

she put his clothes on.

their tongues licked each others’ soul;

believing that it would help

stop the fire.

stupid!