A Prolonged Wait

The cup-shaped, petal-soft, handsomely
virile hands, that awaits to caress
her cheeks that had never been patted once, 
made her dream of them often, feeling 
exotic in its tender softness. Spreading her hair on 
them, they getting nuzzled, he whispering 
love on her ears, the ears that haven't heard 
words of love, she would turn as the embodiment
of Venus herself to him. Her darting, dreamy eyes 
that sparkingly talked to him of her sorrows and 
small little moments of joy, always looked at him
 in awe with an invite to be exclusively hers.
Those long,rosy broad fingers she wishes to have
 held her when she feels falling, right on his chest
to be with him as his own shadow, cherished to
 feel her too, he adored her loving heart, her smile,
the tone of her words, her little whinings.
Her trust in herself grew, from strong to stronger
she became. Becoming a COMPLETE WOMAN
was a dream that turned true, with HIM!

Another blaze,
at those abode made of petals  ...are you 
stretching towards her every moment, every 
single day? She's seeking those outstretched 
arms around, go and embrace her soul! 

Published by rekhashivam

Reading and writing is my passion. Philosophy, gender, Fiction, Mystery,Education, Thriller,I prefer these genres. But I must admit I am not a prolific writer. Just that I want to express and feel myself. Honest comments are heartily welcome.

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