December 5, 2013 § 4 Comments
They were in his car, kissing. It was a late August evening. They’d managed to find a secluded place in the otherwise crowded city. Somewhere they could express what was bursting inside them, in the form of hormones or love.
“Do you have any idea what are we doing?”, she asked him as he kissed her nape.
He looked into her eyes and said, “No, but I’m going with the flow. Do you want me to go with the flow?”
That very instant the radio played a Pink Floyd melody.
The next moment, she got naked.
August 8, 2013 § 4 Comments
Layer by layer you took who i was.
Every word you spoke,
every sly tweet you wrote,
every time you touched;
something new came out of me.
A layer that i didn’t know existed.
Layer by layer you gave me all that was yours.
A new meaning to life,
cheeks that can’t stop blushing,
added something to me.
A layer that made me all your’s.
July 26, 2013 § 9 Comments
When I think about the
way your fingertips touch mine
And leave spots like an
autumn manicure in a daydream haze
I remember seasons of change,
seasons that came and went
Before the day the wind swept in
before the day you swept in.
I hope you stay, with fingers
crossed; entangled in yours. And
always caress these fingertips.
July 21, 2013 § 15 Comments