Muah Muah

Lips can speak a thousand words.
Lips can touch a thousand emotions.
Lips can touch a million senses.

Lips can bring back the kiss that was a guilt-free aweso-ndary indulgence, in the wee hours of closeness. The parting lips give out the sighing breaths at dawn break bringing back flashes of that magical moment when nothing else mattered. Cool breeze flowing through the window waking up the lips from a caged pout into a indebted smile.

Rules for the next ride

Neyyar Wildlife Sanctuary,kerela

You swept me off my feet.
I'm carrying a parachute, not so thrilled about the fall.

Butterflies in my stomach
Let them fly off to flutter somewhere new, somewhere not as unloved.

The nice words, the wishing well,
The plagiarized letter,the plunked hope.

The sighs, the wait.
The impatience, the habit.

The beating heart
Fear, not love.

The Faller in love
You, NOT me.