Monday, January 13, 2014

Savors..

Some fine sunday morning.. We, you and me, will be unaesthetically tucked in a crumbled warm sheet.. Clothes wont seem necessary just like the notion of not paying a heed to the societal norms of waking up, getting dressed and moving out to work. There, we wont be condemning the unfavorable circumstances, wont be predicting the future, wont be regretting the past. We'd be living each ephemeral moment one at a time, exploring the reception of all of our senses.. Touch of our chests, smell of our breaths, taste of our lips, sound of our cracky voices and sight of a heaven ! We'd be smoking a fag when smoke would clear up our milieu and we'd be talking about importance in various trivialities. We'd watch those tigers and lion stories on discovery channel and occasionally talk about life in space. Along, you'd grab a hold of my thing and start give me a hand but stop before I come. We'd share a laugh and I'd name your udders and would act a fictitious conversation they'd be having at that moment. When your tummy starts to ache cause of the laughter; I'd go down on you tracing your contours and kiss your sensitive lips down there till you exude the heavens and then come up to face you and embrace your hug. And we'd live on..

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