Passion

Spell your name

If I could define loveit would start with youand end with meperhaps it continues to stay that waywriting in your nameand signing off mineperhaps in between restschapters that unsettle our destiny!

Peached

Peach shaded shirt became the cynosure of my eyes, the crisp linen on his broad chested shoulders rolled up casually into his roque arms, fairly enjoying the cool quotient set by few buttons opened lurched… Read More »Peached

Madness

An andrealine rushthe first glimpses of springsweatshirts seek comfort

Blossomed Petal

Like a blossomed petal that brings a smile instantly,I wish I would melt in your pink lipsthat perch out to sink/absorb all the love!

Cafe Coffee Day

It was late evening that day, when finally we met again,the cold war between us was eminent in the form of ice tea on the tablethe mad rush hour of the cafe couldn’t supress our… Read More »Cafe Coffee Day

In thy name

If love had a heart,wouldn’t it melt like ice,dissolve like salt and spread like fireyet our inhibitions forsake us to let it pump in onethe enormous heart is divided into pieces by this lovebut we… Read More »In thy name