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Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Love at Taxi Stand....
She held her hand and looked deep inside his eyes, he shifted his glance...may be to avoid this thundering emotion gushing and avalanching his inner world. She lifted his hand and felt on her cheek...reposing on her bloosms......I stole their moment silently...not even feeling guilty of sharing my part of sensitivity. The moment intensified into larger meaning. The pairs are defined in heaven....I nearly started to believe this oximoron. They were obviously of same everything, except for biological opposits. The man of thin stature in black gho....sanwitched in between puberty and a full fledged ram....slightly confused but all up to his age. He leaned on the dusty wall of time....wanting his moment to last eternity. She was fully dernched in her beloved's departure....may be not that long yet equally lonely. I saw tears in her eyes.....most probably she blurred that image just to drink sweet pain of her first love....so intensely poignant.....she stood medium space...thin and fair....just inundated by few menstural agony...still upping into her virginity....the conction of hormones configuring their chemistry. Only this time the oxytoxin barometer rose beyond red line. The wizard at maddening magnitute. They mumbled unwilling to shear into entities of direction. She snuggled in his chest....unfluring her knotted passion. He surrendered and clenced her tightly as if nevrr to let her.....the warmth of heat welled....they lulled into this moment and phoenixed into carnal rush....consuming themselves into unawaerness of the ambience. They kissed and touched and dissolved into the aura of love.....raising and falling into the void of departure.....the taxi gave a diabolical honk....he gravitated away from his inconsolable juliet. He held her for a moment.....devouring minutae of the feelings....just to carry on. She remained ruddy red....drinking salty pearl. I do not know what went in their separating moment but I saw through my blurrng eyes that she stood weaving to the back of that sedan....I collected my hazey envision slurring myself into another taxi.....I left her standing inanimated and sobbing...........

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