How I wish I could find just one way to express the million desires and feelings rummaging under this skin...for you!
If only kissing you would let you see through me and my words would let you feel what I feel, then my kisses would be an adornment that you would never want to take off and my voice would be a tune that would pluck the chords of your heart each time I spoke..

And then she asked me “ how long Is forever?”
I smiled and said.. “ forever is right now…with u and me... in this moment “

I believe in a touch that electrifies your consciousness.. A hug that melts your stone heart yet cements the cracks in your soul and puts all your broken pieces together, a love that makes you wanna dare to dream beyond all possibilities just to let them know they are special...A gaze that makes you wanna be stared at... A look in the eye that silently says "I ain't going anywhere...coz I Wanna be here...In this moment..With you!"
...and I believe in the smile that follows when the heart has heard the unspoken!

..and tonight I'll fall asleep with you in my heart..I'll see you in my dreams!

Silent winter nights enveloped in fog ...
Clouds Of smoke puffing out of the mouth,
& the only noise you hear is the cold breeze that whiffs past your skin sending a chill down your spine..reminding how cold a place this world can be..and not even being in the coziest rooms or bagging up in the warmest quilt can help..the heart, frozen cold.. the ashes from the embers of the  dying flame flies...all it wants is to be wrapped up in a warm hug to resurrect its faith in coziness of love..

If there is one thing i could give you..
It would be the ability to see yourself through my eyes,
Perhaps then you would realize how special you are to me..

She was a thousand pages at once.
She was the one in a thousand pages.
She was a stranded dark alleyway.
With tales of people that never passed by.
Of love stories blurred at the back of the frame. As extra.
She was a tale.
Of stardust, came wrapped in a cloud without a silver lining. 
Of a million dandelions tethered to the ground,
Breathed in the rhythm of clock hands.
Breathe. Rinse. Breathe. Rinse. 
Of the October,
She drenched with me. In me. 
As it wasn't rain that was falling. It was us, 
Two shooting stars destined to collide. 
With the universe making a forlorn wish. To wake her up..

“So let me be” she said “ in my world… there are walls of boundaries ripping out from the heart of the earth, beneath our feet , on which we once happily walked together… I have a breath of life but this breath wont last all the way up.. I have a heart that beats faster everytime I see you or hear your voice but  these beats wont be able to take me across   ” “So what is it that you are afraid of? ”   he asks… “you have a tender heart..a heart that yearns for warmth and nurturing.. let me be the one who will hold your hand and read your heart’s deepest desire… I want to be there for you whenever you need me..just climb the wall and I will be there waiting to catch you as you fall.. I will wrap you in my arms and the heart that had been beating fast from fear of jumping, only this time it will throb with contentment of finding love for itself….so come to me, climb up the wall and there I will be”
“ I fear my breath wont carry me all the way up..i fear my heart will fail in struggling to find you… and more so my heart asks the same question in fear “ what if we make it and he isn’t there?”…
I fear I will loose you…”
“ till the day I breathe my last breath… there wont be a single inch of my heart that wont love you, there wont be a single fragment of my dreams that wont  see you  and there wont be a single bit of me that will ever give up on you ..so come to me, climb up the wall and there I will be…on the other side..with a smile on my face and the warmth of love in my arms… you don’t  say a word, just run to me and burry you face in my chest and I promise I will make you forget all your sorrows.. just come”

The pursuit of love, like any impossible dream, is not about immediate results. Its about telling them the truth,  no matter how absurd or embarrassing they are or what injuries you sustained... You just hope like hell she will hear you...
She??
The right kind of wrong..

He: Dont go away in anger..why dont you laugh at urself like i do and come visit me once in a while?
She:Thats too much and not enough!

Your love is like a gathered storm,
i chased across the sky,
a moment in your arms,
became the reason why,
you alone are my light,
would give anything to have you in my arms tonight..

If you ever feel you are falling apart, fall into my arms and i promise i will catch every single piece of you n love you till you can stand up and smile again :)

"Hand me your heart". 

"I can't. What if it gets broken?", 

"It already is"..

For every inch of her smile that her lips move, she makes my heart skip a beat, the way she bats her eye, that angel silences the demon in me.She makes me thank GOD for every mistake that I made coz they led me to her.!!
Everytime that she looks at me,I stare in an unblinking fashion and delve deeper into her,to the realms of an unseen parallel world and get the secrets of her…things that she rather not have any one know…yet somehow in an unspoken way, she allows me into her.. With every look that we exchange, I see more than her outer physical beauty. I undress her soul in a way that it want to be undressed, kiss by kiss I cover her tiny infinities, touch her heart in a way that her heart shivers and moans with pain and pleasure…and when she finally feels what I want her to feel, I make love to her consciousness.
With every inch of her that I touch, she shows me how much she has been longing for someone to touch her in a way that she feels secured, to care for her and love her in a way that she feels like a princess…
As I keep sinking into her, she lets me pass more into herself… she doesn’t push me away, she pulls me closer. She doesn’t restrict my desire to hold her closer, she hold my hands and presses me to her heart. I keep falling for her, living each moment inside her soul, trying to reach for heart, knowing very well that with every passing second of this moment, I am never gonna be able to crawl out of her..
Hers was a heart of wax that wanted to be melted and mine were words that had the warmth to  weld her heart to mine. She was a soul that was thirsty for a drop of affection and my heart was an ocean of love that would drown her in all the passion that she could ask for…Her heart was cold with lack of faith, with the embers from the ashes of love dying and I had the arms that would wrap her up and  pull her so close to my heart that just a spark of the fire of passion and love, burning inside my heart, for her, would make her wanna snuggle up in my arms forever… and I would quietly put my head on her chest and sleep…
Once she let me hold her so close to me and now she is surprised by how much I need to be with her, wrapped in her arms!!

One can just not fake the alluring desire that one feels in the moment when two people are wrapped in an embrace that follows when they meet after a long time or for the last time…
The moment, in which a certain reality is entwined in a uncertain drop of dream, that requires the inexplicable feelings and an unprecedented hysteria of loosing them, to be encapsulated and then squeezed out of the heart…there is a chaos that builds up inside. Stop…for a second…look into their eyes and you will see an unseen parallel world inside them…the million things that they couldn’t find words to express…all said in that one moment of silence..!

..and then he said to her " who would you rather believe ? The mirror, a photograph or the eyes of the man who thinks you are the most beautiful thing that has ever happened to him? " :)

... and then he said to her " who would you rather believe? The mirror, a photograph or the eyes of the man who thinks you are the most beautiful thing that has ever happened to him? "