My Man

Him ❤️

I often wonder, 

How tirelessly my pen, and paper, 

Listen to my situations, tales and also about my man. 

Sooner or later,

Or never, 

Will I stop talking about him to the world. 

What if people don’t listen to me, 

I have my own way to reciting, to the pen and paper, and I also at times talk to myself and I am happy. 

Am glad, he is mine, I call him mine,  he belongs to me,  and he is my man. And I recite about him to trees, and clouds. 

Woods and water. 

And as moon sneaks the sky, I stand still starring at the moon,  cause maybe there my man is being illuminated by the moons light, and those memories we make every single day, reminds me about the aspirations. And then I feel, I could live like this for longer instead of quarrelling shit of society. When he comes home midnight, waking me with his caring kiss, I clutch him to heart. Maybe then I want everything to end at the moment. Or I would just crave more and more for him, and with him. 💕💕

love · My Man

He is my Smile 

Every action of his makes me fall for him more deeper, every time. 

He is eternal Bliss and smile on my face. 

It’s really hard for anyone to take it away, once I wear him. 

He is damn adorable with highly Mean skills in him. 
His voice soothes my bad mood and ache of the terrible day, 

His sighs assures me of him being there as a home. 

His affectionate kisses Rouses a belief in me, to plant a new hope. 
He is that Desire I never knew my heart always longed for, 

He is that Icing on a cake, m eternally blessed to have. 

No matter which way will pave me, no matter thrones or cactus befall my way, my words and my respect shall always remain the same in my heart. 
He Tease me like no friend does,

He loves me like no one else ever could

He piss me off like no enemy does 
In every phase, in ever step of life, ever eventide he has the special grip on me, like gravity has the force over everything ❤️

My Man

Him 😌 

How perfectly he encounters happiness, my grins, my “Yes”, my rage, my mood and everything that I feel. 

Though he’s busy, he still keep an eye on the mess I am making, he still reads my mood, he still piss me off, & completely understands me, before even I utter a word. 

How exactly he would know things though my facial expressions are normal yet he reads my annoyed and pissed off mind and head. When he does this I just can’t stop myself  from clutching him to me. 

Though he keeps forgetting few time and dates. But never he forgets to bring smiles and Bliss along with him on my way. 

And he perfectly knows what I feel, and what I get angry on. Pissed off with, he plays cool and really well making me feel everything. 

There are days when he works very hard and get late home, he knows I have been waiting for him. Though after working for long hours. 

Sometimes, he walks to me and recite my Favourite couplets and Poems. Making the night memorable enough through those showered smiles. 

we usually have Food in the same plate, when in days we eat our dinner silently. Heading towards our bed, he either gives me Massage or hugs me so tight not letting me even move an inch, his gestures talk more than him, his love. 💕 

Sometimes, he takes me to terrace where we have small tent with dim lights and cozy bed and cushions. We end up talking, giggling, loving under the sky, staring at the stars and talking to moon. 

Sometimes, he lights up few candles, play some jazz and do pole dance to make me laugh, when I have had really bad day. He makes very little effort in bringing those smiles to me. How he makes me belonged, feel loved. & I wonder, if I am all worth it. 

Sometimes, one red rose kills all the smaller distance and cold war that was running between us. 
Sometimes, He walks in with all the excitement and hug me from behind, showering plenty of kisses & not giving a chance for me to deny. When he does this, I stop stop myself smiling though I wanted to show I am angry on my face

And sometimes, he comes with Paper in his hand, reciting a poem to me. Enacting he was busy writing it for me, though I know the paper is always empty, and all that he is reciting is on his own. 

And when I am angry, and doesn’t want to talk to him, he pulls me under the cold shower, giving me chills by his looks, having perfect grip on me he pulls me close and plant peck on my forehead, when my hands reach his shoulders, he lifts me up, while my legs are around his waist. He kisses me passionately until I Choke. He touch me like water does, everywhere. He knows my weaknesses, where pleasure dribbles from, then makes his way to the Canal, osculating ever nock of mine. 

O God. How truly blessed I am, to have him in my life 💕

He is my only desired home. My holiday. My poem. My desire. My love. My heart. My mere life. 

love · My Man

Memory lane In Love 

Everything unplanned was executed extremely well, and your presence was limelight to the end of the year & to welcome the new

With the loud music, followed by bonfire, dim lights, with bottles of wine and scotch the excitement kept doubling with every passing minute, we didn’t really care the attire we paired with, the way we swayed on the loud music, and how we kept gulping the glasses of wine one after the other. 
The pleasant breeze, fuddleness, and the switch to romantic song slightly made our inner demons calm. He came slowly and hugged me from behind, having perfect grip over my belly, and his lips started fumbling my neck and ears, and we swayed in each other’s arms, thats how we had to promised to end and start the year. For me, at that moment, nothing could be more prettier and elegant.

 Throwing all those tantrums of emotions, being hilarious, and totally unaware of what we spoke, the bottles had the grip on us, the Tongues were taister and entangled hard. He grabbed me by my waist, and looked into my eyes. Anh! His eyes seduced me and chills ran down my spine. He pulled me closer and walked down to the sauna. The happiness lingered our souls as if our nomad souls found home. 
The way he ran his fingers on my back, I sighed. As if the artist’s paint dribbled and settled on the canvas. He Pulled me closer and pressed his lips to mine, his hands reaching the nooks & edges of my body & soul, rooting his love on to them. He undressed my coyness, and stared at my collar bone & sucked it hard. My hands reached to unbutton his shirt, & wild kisses grew one after another. 
He started the shower and soon we were drenched & my den was dank with the pleasure of his fingers that danced & inked. I licked his coffer and my tongue painted his groin deeply. He tweaked my bosom and dabbed my udders slowly, sinking me in pleasure. 
After the soft moans continued with cozy giggles, he pulled me to the bed, he tasted all the honey that my pot leaked, Making me moan louder in the ocean of lust, he took my one leg on his shoulder and thrusted his Hardness into me. As though paper absorbed the ink. With the endless kisses and grins. we wrapped each other tightly, knitted our souls together, and weaved our love. We fell asleep holding each other. And our souls rested in home. The bond grew tighter. 

He is my Man, who cuddles me every night even after a bad aching day at his office, and wakes me up with soft smoothes though his sleep is incomplete. He holds my heart with pride and flaunt us. 
He is my Man, my Home and my Desired Novel. 

love · My Man

You’re My Home & Desired Novel 

You’re my home and Desired Novel :

You’re my Archipelago, where I can rest listening to your dulcet poetry, where we can pounder from one island to another, making thick memories, that would stick to our skin for longer & never decays like petals, the fragrance of our Love shall keep lingering in Archipelago with the verve of every step we shall Move towards the goals & keck ideas that I would snatch devouringly. You’re my comfortable Home and my Peace. And the Desired Novel.
With every passing minutes that we go through, the differences of ideations are evaporating slowly, & I am getting closer to you with every turning page of life that I admired.

The fears that you possess, the heart that you hold, the feelings that you feel, the respect I view, is all so beautifully captured and written.

With every passing memories we have, with every Heartbreak you went through, with every bad night you glued to are worth reading to know the real you.

With everything that you been, is beautifully presented in you and your poetry that makes you humble and kind person to be with :’)
I love you my Desired Novel 😌 I never want to finish reading you, with every passing period I m exploring you.

I want to eat you up 😉 for being so Delicious Love to me 💛
Cheers to have one year down, looking forward for more.

I shall count this day every YEAR, putting them down in the Jar,

Irrespective of having your besides or not.
I shall store every memory within me, splashing towards to sky, for its too less to pour on anything that I have.
O dear. I love You 😘

My Man

Dear Love. 

Just a moment to thank you for all the love that you keep Showering upon me.

Ain’t the worth of it, but am too selfish to let it go, or let you go. You just appeared like angel from the womb of the heavenly sky, adoring me in every way, teaching me about everything, giggling at me while I make mistake.

Life couldn’t have been more beautiful than this, every day I hope for new things that would begin from you and never return to end. I just don’t want to bid bitter goodbye to the journey am travelling, why should I stop travelling? When I am immensely in love with life, with the new life that just happened to me, and everything gladdened like never before.

Falling madly in love with every phase that we are living, the connection is growing strong as wildfire, so protective like lioness safeguarding her cubs from disaster, as colourful as artist strokes his brush on canvas flattering with new lives daily, as emotional as Poet who kisses his verses before he walks to dreamland, as beautiful as rainbow sprinkling and enhancing the beauty, as good as pleasure that shrinks love on body, as sacred as manhood. Am just madly, entirely, beautifully fallen in Love with this what we are.

I would always glow your name with love, no matter where destiny shall land us to.

You would be the most beautiful broken piece that I have ever collected, that I have mostly adored, that I have only fallen for, that I have always sought for. ❤️

Valentines day, a day that every couple celebrates.

But for me, as long as you’re with me, you keep making moments worth mesmerising, you make every day special ❤️ for the only reason, ain’t much keen on celebrating either valentines day with you or birthdays.