Lover’s call

A different kind of tiredness. One that seeped past skin and bones to nudge on your soul. The kind that happens when you go night after night, day and night, chasing dreams with your lover’s call on hold. She was drained from the “plans putting”, “timer setting”, “nocturnal working”, cancelling, rescheduling… Lost and weak without […]

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This moment had been lived before #Poetry

This moment had been lived before…with fireworks, tight stomachs and heaving chests, weakened knees and watery eyes. Blinding chemistry so strong, it shielded them from whoever was so thoroughly jobless to stand behind yielding curtains satisfying salivating curiosity as to the proximity of the pairs of feet in sight. This moment had been lived before…with […]

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