breathe baby
i'm this close to losing you
exhale
let yourself be a part of me
closer
trailing my fingers down the side of your arms
mouths collide
i'm open
you can destroy the last thread in me
breathe babe
crush me, i'm not the fighter today
losing you is killing me
breathe girl
all i have is this afternoon
time out needed to pack a slr and a sketchbook in a rucksack, sit astride a royal enfield and ride off to anywhere
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that put a very little smile on my gloomy face
ReplyDeletethank you for that
who are you after? make that 'what' -- a metaphor?
ReplyDeletehey! you have put the comments on! thats nice :-)
ReplyDeleteokay, i commented earlier in the day, but it never appeared! :-(
ReplyDeleteWow, nice.
ReplyDeleteAnd comments are back!
You okay Arjun? No one can write like that unless they felt it in their bones...and if that was just randomly penned down; i'm impressed. As always.
ReplyDeletetat was well written
ReplyDeleter u gloomy...??
WHAT DID THAT MEAN....KINDLY EXPLAIN!!!
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