Love is stronger than lust.
Seeing him in a room full of people and feeling the urge to push him against a wall,
even when he’s not talking to you,
and when we suddenly laugh and you know that your eyes can no longer resist his lips.
Like if you know: they were perfect for yours!
Slowly keeping your smile meek you walk towards him and before you could…
He grabs your hands in a cluster.
And it feels like the blood flows faster in your tempted body and your heart,
beats his name… You try not to show the passion but, oh!
He is just moving his hand up to your waist and you smile till your eyes meet his…
And you feel delicate hair of his hands on your waist.
How he loved her waist in a saree.
How would she camouflage that little pleasure he gave her or the way he teased her?
He slowly leaned near her ear and she looked down to hide her face…
He said, “I can still make you blush tomboy!”
And she frowningly looked at him with her big eyes before in a fraction of seconds, they laughed!❤