Isn't it beautiful? When
someone waits for you at home.
someone is there for you to look after your meals.
someone looks for your health.
someone prays for you everyday.
someone puts you to sleep every fckin day.
That intimacy of sleeping together in each others arms. You slowly sleep in her arms imagining a family with her while she's patting your back. Putting each others to sleep and your morning starts with her love. It's a different kinda sukoon♡
I want to throw you against a wall, wrap your legs around my waist and kiss you. Kiss you until we have to stop to catch our breaths. I want you and only you. I want to take you on road trips that lead us to pulling over on the side of the road because we can’t keep our hands off each other. I want you and your flaws. I want your messy makeup from teary eyes as I hold you and talk to you about life. I want the 3am phone calls because you can’t sleep at night. I want to be yours and only yours. I want to taste all your cooking, even if it’s not good, even if it’s experimenting I’d have you cook every meal for the rest of my life. I want you. I want my trembling hands to grab your waist and dance with you in the middle of an empty room. I want to struggle on days when I can’t see you. I want to fight about meaningless stuff that will lead to meaningful sex. I want you. I want your hand to rest on my forearm as we enter a party, so I can reassure you that you are safe with me. I want to sing to you in the shower and have you shut me up with kisses because we both know I’m no singer. I want the ups and downs, the winter and summer days. I want you and only you
In the hush of winter’s embrace
she stood on a terrace
both bitter and divine
where moonlight drapes
a silken shroud
seeming to seek
a love unfound
a touch that slips
through ghostly fingers
each breath a mist
a fading prayer
to share one breath
a thrilling ache
each night a kiss
a prayer, a plea
the shadow she couldn’t set free
silhouette of silk and grief
fingers light
tracing fate
where throbbing hearts
lose their beat
her body bends
but not her soul
her silver eyes, once bold
now tremble
desperate for him
not for me
chasing shadows
a heart in endless flight
Hii
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Hindu Saheban! It is not understood in the books of Gita, Vedas, Puranas that how Sanatani Puja came to an end and how Sanatani Puja will be resurrected. Must read the sacred book,
"Hindu saheban! nhi samjhe geeta ,ved,puran."
John 3:16
😊For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.
Sometimes I feel like I'm living in a Murakami novel, but I'm just an extra in the background, sipping coffee and contemplating the enigmatic nature of cats
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golden hour in september - michael dudash / kim english / leon wyczółkowski / olga kvasha