#midnightmusing
Take my hand, for as long as you want to hold.
Lean on me as you unburden yourself from the baggage you'd been carrying around. And if you wish to do neither, I'll sit right beside you and share your silence.
#RitzWrites
Jun 28, 2021
Jun 28, 2021 at 1:22 PM UTC
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.
Jun 2, 2019
Jun 2, 2019 at 10:40 AM UTC
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.
Jun 2, 2019
Jun 2, 2019 at 10:35 AM UTC