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  Sep 2016 Rassy
Sophia
You were once a stranger to me
Just a stranger, no more no less
But you suddenly called me out
Then our eyes met for the first time

We talked about random things
Crazy things like this and that
Bond pulled us together
We can't get enough of each other

Struggles may come through us
But we're as strong as can be
We've got each other's back
Like we're partners in crime

Never felt this feeling before
You're my happy little pill
Can't imagine that we'll go this far
Cause you were once a stranger to me.
  Sep 2016 Rassy
Akash mazumdar
Who said you're not in my life,
you are not important to me,
I know from past we talk less comparatively,
But it doesn't mean trust and friendship content is reduced,
Our friendship survived from severe communication gap attack that we both knew,
We are carrying this relation because ,
We know that rude talk and gestures will not make us,
who we are what we are really from inside,
So our efforts will make the bond better,
Ego is not a part of our personality which is **** bitter.
Love is reckless in its true nature and color
It is what makes life upside down to just stir
Beauty remains its basis and heart is author
Beauty is its bow and love becomes archer

Love is chaser and beauty is being chased
In the process of love both are just amazed
Whenever I look at you I am totally dazed
I always relish experience of being embraced

Let me take you as center of real excellence
Let  appreciate your cadence and brilliance
Your beauty has its own essence , fragrance
Let my love be the real source of resonance

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden glow
  Sep 2016 Rassy
kiko
It's been 288 hours since you last fixed your curtains
I know since the moonlight covers the very same spot on my bare skin
like it did 12 days ago
I let my eyes feast around your darkened room
by now I've already memorized
every crack and fold of your ceiling
I know the names of the ghosts
that used to spend their nights on your bed
the very same spot I would like to think is mine
mine, in the sense of give and take
where I barter my body when you feel cold and in need of a filler
and in exchange, you give me space
inside that room you call your safe haven
where I give you my breathless moans
for your sweet whispers
and where I give you my mouth
so you could love something about me

but as I find comfort in your arms
your deep kisses stroke my fear
this kind of solace never lasts
and soon
I'd be homeless again.
52 days.
Rassy Sep 2016
I look at you like
Jack look at Rose
Romeo look at Juliet
Oliver look at Jenny.


I love you quietly and miss you noisily;
And there’s a heart beating madly within my love and longing for you.
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