The sadness in her eyes were beyond protection of the shields and the masks she wore! He was an artist of low repute, yet he could sense what her eyes spoke of! While she could experience the ecstasy of being naked and pure, she stood stubborn! He couldn't afford to stay offering more. He left. She tightened her armour and kept waiting for the perfect! She was 40 then!
Monday, June 26, 2017
Saturday, June 3, 2017
Our bed, our pillow and my arms!
My arms used to feel the pain when I wake up every morning even though you slept with me not, not even one night. In our kingsize dream world, we both knew we only had one pillow and why was it so!
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