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She tickled
my curiosity
just enough
to keep me
fascinated
with the simplest
gestures of kindness
Elah Naldo Dec 2018
it's ironic how love is a fleeble thing yet it feels so heavy when it comes to you. i love you in sighs heaving out on my lips. i love you in glances i take when you're out the door. i love you as i swallow lumps that form in my throat. i love you the most in the smallest gestures of your actions, when you absently thread your fingers between your hair, when your tongue ran over from one corner of your lips to the other, when you squint your eyes when you read details in small font. i love you silently. i love you with distance i will never know how to minimize. i love you in ways in which you don't pay attention, in moments when your thoughts wander as you stare into an empty space. maybe that's why even though you're close, you're still so far away because i keep saying that i love you in inaudible whispers until they form a love letter in the back of my mind, hoping you could read it someday.
Xaela San Jul 2018
Its late night now
Its dark and cold too
Yet here I am on my balcony
Wrapping my own body with a blanket;

Once again I am indulged in my own thoughts
As I stare into the starry night
And hope it won't disappear into the thick clouds;

Wandering as I go back to those times
When I was innocent and young and selfish
Never did I knew how grateful I am to have you;

I was oblivious- you were there always
Asking and making sure I was feeling fine
Whether it was physically or emotionally
Like you said once:

"I'll be here waiting- for moral support"

You were there-
You knew I was lying when you ask if I was fine
When I said:

"I am fine" with a broken smile

Yet you stayed and made sure I was to go home with a cheerful smile
You stayed and we talked for a while- oohhh we bought ice cream at that time too!

You were there-
When the time it was raining and I didn't brought my umbrella
And you lend me yours
And you walked- almost like running on the street
As the raindrops blur your vision

I was so grateful

Such wonderful memories!
And its still strong and going!

Going back to those times- even at this times
Makes me go crazy!
We're friends- and I don't want to confuse myself
With such sweet gestures.... With love

Because I don't know.....
Idiosyncrasy Jun 2018
When the storyteller of Don Quixote told me that love needs no excessive gestures
I felt it was true
And when you saw those words written on my journal
The same time we found the courage to hold on again
You said it isn't about needing though
It's about wanting
And that was what I've been trying to tell you this whole time
I didn't want you because I need you
I needed you because I want you
I love you
But it was only this time that I realize how true those words were to me
We never needed big surprises in public places
And thousands of pictures and social media posts
Although I would have loved that
Love found no need for labels
To know I have you and you have me, always
I don't think there's anything that could ever encompass what we had
Is there a label that could say we found what love really is with what there was
Love didn't need a hell of a roller coaster ride relationship to prove its worth because
You were right
When you feel it, it'll stay there
You just believe it
Not the kind of belief where you believe in something to make it true
But the kind where you believe because it is true
Love needs no excessive gestures
It only needed you and I
It only needed us, in our little bubble, soft glances, warm smiles, right by each other's side, with certainty and calmness we've never found before
Love needs no excessive gestures
But we had always made it so much more.
NURUL AMALIA Jun 2017
I'm still trying to understand
how the sky emerges the signs to make meaning
how the star interacts with other stars
how the moon portrays the gestures
but I love to see the lamps in every corner of house from the window
and I think this is the language of light in the night
Blah blah Apr 2017
In the darkest of nights,
And the stars shining bright,
Lets make love.

In a special kind of way,
Your fingers running tenderly through my hair,
Lets make love.

When your eyes are reflecting moonlight,
Just hold onto me tight, and,
Lets make love.

Listening to your tempting voice,
With me appreciating you as my choice,
Lets make love.

The warm embrace of your arms,
And your touch healing my soul,
Lets make love.

A lil forehead kiss and nothing more,
With all these small gestures,
Lets make Love.
Ravanna Dee Feb 2017
Whenever I think about being loved,
I think about all those small moments.
You know, the small gestures people do.
The way they go out of their way to say, "I love you."
With their kind smiles,
and teasing pokes,
and questions about how're you're doing...
However, sometimes there's just not enough small moments in a day.
And maybe that's why there just isn't enough people feeling loved.
My love wants to kiss my lips, they utter her name
In sheer love she is extending a remarkable acclaim
This lovely and wonderful gesture celebrates aflame
Love and beauty are in one frame for common flame

From time immemorial she has taken my heart ,abode
Being a poet she seems to me a love sonnet and an ode
In search of love we have opted to take a common road
My love,love is in chain of your beauty  like a-la-mode

Let us be together and to celebrate love in real harmony
Let's not whisper with wind rather communicate clearly
My love the universe has not seen such wonderful beauty
My beloved give your hand in my hand to cover journey

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
Ravanna Dee Sep 2016
I like the words we do not say.
But rather speak through gestures.
The love that's brought through display.
And not spoken to us like lectures.

A kind smile and someones heartfelt tries,
is always a good way to heal,
a fractured heart and swollen eyes;
for those of us that prefer the real.

Words that do not have follow through.
Are as useless as they come.
If you and your words are untrue...
Then I suppose we here are done.

I like the words we do not have to say.
Rather, the ones we can speak through gestures.
I want the kind of love that's brought through display.
For I'm finished with your lectures.
taia Apr 2016
gestures unnoticed
a crime oh so trivial
yet it hurts the most
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