The smell of your scent etched on my skin, the touch of your lips ignites my bones. Touch me with words to remind me that I am alive. Hold me, gently to make me feel I'm loved. For love is the language we spoke that filled our void.
“I would rather die of passion than of boredom.” ~ Vincent Van Gogh
Embracing our own quirky ways to show our genuine affection for each other, the silence between us spoke thousand of words which couldn't be said but felt. He was like the wind that blew like a gentle soothing balm to her aching soul and she, the stimulus who pushed him hard to challenge the odds; genuine affection through their quirky ways by embracing each other.
“I crave a love so deep, the ocean would be jealous” ~ Pablo Neruda.