A sudden spray of water
Percolate thro' my hair,
Tickles my skin
To arouse some
Of my dormant inhibitions,
Of a cooling touch
The water runs down
My body-
To kill the torrid feeling
That stayed to give some uneasy moments.
Now clensed-
I walk out into the fragrant air
Who hugs in affection
With a parting kiss,
Still moist
Till the next......
Spill the Tea: Mahsa — Knowing it’s wrong, doing it anyway
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Mahsa reviews a document she knows should not hold, yet she continues
adjusting it to keep things moving. In a quiet bedroom conversation, she
explains h...
1 day ago
7 comments:
Refreshing... Very!
delicately expressed ... You know my father too has a similar style of writing ... maybe its the experience that brings out the beauty ... is it ? creativity is always there .. but as i put it the delicate refinement of emotions and thoughts .. I aspire to be there one day ... :)
felt like a much needed splash of cold n fresh water :)
@ Kartz
me tooooooooooooo. Thanks
@ Gauri
I know, u know that its always nice 2 b. Thanks and happy blogging.
No comparisions pls., everyone has one's own style of representing things.
May i know more about ur dad?
Thanks 4 visiting my site. Hope 2 c u more.
Whenever u need a splash, think of my post. Thanks 4 visiting. More 2 follow.
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