It’s a funny thing. Feels like that real emotion that every man runs from but every woman runs towards, seeking it, the evasive. When you shake the tree, attachment still lets the cobwebs hang giving one the impression that there is more there than thought.
I hesitated, not wishing to call it out. My cards splayed out on the table, the dealer looking at me expectantly …and you? Your cards are held close to your chest and I cannot tell what floats in your eyes, and the dealer perhaps knows, but His face remains neutral. You steal glances at me, […]
Amazing how two people can find each other amidst and despite the noisy clutter in this world today. Even more amazing, how those two people can remain tethered to each other through firestorms of doubt, self-inflicted mind erosions and miles of unknown and unconquered terrain.
Stuck in the middle of a place you never thought you’d see or be, halfway between a beautiful yes and a shattering scream, unable to plod forward or even look back at where you came from to sort out if time travel is possible, to that time when everything was magical.
You slipped in. Somewhere between laughter, witty comebacks, age-jabs, whatsapp connections, long talks about everything and nothing, you slid into place. Settled in. To stay, it seems. Immovable. Braced against attempts to displace you.
She was not sure what it was. No words that she could put her finger on, confidently, could describe the feeling in her heart…was it in her heart? It felt like the bubbles exploded in her stomach, across her thighs, slamming against her chest and gushing all over her back. It was a warm feeling, […]
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