How often,
At this hour of the night,
I’m reminded of a
Private fantasy;
Of being driven mad
With love,
When held
By the length of
My unruly tresses…
Now Playing:: Jajabara........Akhaya Mohanty
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6 comments:
wow. lovely.
thanks Amrita; thank you for being generous with the comment :))
ah! the fantasies ..how romantic deepu.me went to my own fantasy world reading that :)
would so love to hear some of yours shruti ;)
love...hmmmm
didnt sound anythin like love
but wateva emotion there was that came out....was pretty intriguing
@Mayz
of course, love means different things to different people; for me, it's raw, it's over-powering, the raw sensuality that best describes the male-female puzzle.
oh, btw, thanks a ton for spending time out here :)
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