Slices of a cake, a packet of chocolates
Spoonful of custard and a bowl of kheer
A piece of pastry, a pan of pudding
A box of sweets and a cone of icecream
The realm of my happiness is in the shape of these.
But each time I tiptoe to the kitchen
to steal these for him,
my love for him becomes louder.
For once when I share these secretly with him
and see him gobbling with a smile
Then the dessert feels tastier.
Because the taste is going to linger long
and our togetherness is going to breathe longer.
These moments run so fast
Still, these memories will always last
And we will always start,
start running towards each other, a bit faster
every time we will grow older, a little more.
His twinkle, his teasing, his gossip and a gaze of him
Sweetness what I consider is filled
in his everything up to the brim.
I say he devours the flavour like a wild
And he says I look berserk while watching him devour the flavour.
Our love is not civilised. We both accept also.
It is wild like him. It is berserk like me.
But it is soothing just like dessert.
Dessert for us is the conversation between our tastebuds and our hearts.
Dessert for us is the juxtaposition of our luck and our love.
Dessert for us is the horizon that unites my earth and his sky.
Dessert for us is the most magical composition that sings our zigzag journey.
Dessert for us is the fraction in which he sits at the top as the hero, I peep from the bottom as zero and unitedly our bond results in
something that none can define…
©ruchiabhisikta
Love everywhere👍🏻
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Indeed💕💕💕
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SMiles Nice
To Hear Good
Words About
Love
Apparently
Not All Folks
Are Feeling
Words
‘These Days’..😊
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Yeah right feelings are becoming cheap now a days. But I think love has no modern meaning🙊
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SMiles Master “The
Tool” As Avenues For Compassionate Love
Or Be Slave And Become
The Cold Machine For it
Is True
Love Is
Use Or Lose
Like Any Other
Intelligence of Life
Really As Science Shows
Mechanical Cognition
Withers Away Our
Potentials
For Social Empathic
Artistic Spiritual Intelligence
Yes Love And Yes Cultures
Where
Human Capital
Is Seen As Worthless
Unless It Makes Money
Money
Is The
God Instead
Of All The other
Colors Of Life that
Spring Within To
Give And
Share Free
With Everyone
Love Is The Meaning
Of Human Without
Love
Human
Is Only “Swipe
Left And Right” Tool
As That Applies To
All
Fast
Purchases
Love Is A Garden
Tended With Care
As Every Word Becomes
Song Every Step
Becomes Dance True
Ancestors Did This
Some Still Do With
Only Soul
Of Song
And
Dance Free
Born With These
Gifts From Birth
Even If The Sound
The Sweet Child
Singing Makes No
Sense
Or
The Dance
Has No Lesson
From Anywhere
Else
Yet
Coming
From Within
This Is How Human
Flowers Bloom Naturally
Smile
And
Become Love
It Doesn’t Come
Out Of Baby Food
Jars Or HeARTS
Frozen
In Jars Collected
As Numbers in Terms
Of Dollar Bills And Other
Stuff As
Lovers
Become Faster Cars
And Bigger Houses
Become A Next God
To Worship Too hehe
Like Likes, Follows,
Shares
That
Are
More Button
Press Than
Basic
Human
Breath Love 🏝
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So sweet 💟💟
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Thanks for stopping by💓💓
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Good day. Ruchiabhisikta
Thank you for showing a relationship.
I myself
can not
in the heart
see someone else
and we also laid
tightly embraced
in a bliss
next to each other
and take a picture
a wonderful woman
that in me
still lights up today
moved me
i don’t know
why we don’t
could hold on
on a common path
Best regards
Hans Gamma
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Thanks for leaving your heartfelt words here😊😊😊
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