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I just make sure 

you are the last person i talk to

before i go to sleep 

or sit in a car

or leave my house.. 

I want yours to be the voice i heard

the last. 

Your face the last thing i saw

Your smile the last thing I imagined

You make me wanna live

(And this is not normal)

You make me think about a future

(With you in it,

and this feels so alien)

..and just in case there is no forever

(And this is so scary)

I just want to make sure

You were the part of my every ending.

You are my last wish.

Last night you kissed me

and I couldn’t keep it together.

I needed you on top of me

I needed to touch you

You.

No not the flesh

I needed to taste the fire in your soul

Burning my lips

The warmth and

the wetness of your mouth

Oh I’ve never been touched like this before!

The urgency to feel

Your kisses,

setting the dying embers of my heart on fire

Consuming, unsatiating, yet fulfilling

Your lips

.. and those sultry sighs..

(Burn me, tonight I’ll be the moth to your flame.)

And it’s different now. I can’t remember the sound of your voice and sleepy mumblings whenever we want to fall asleep together in the phone at night. You are not my first thought anymore when I wake up in the morning. I can already watch a sunset without thinking about how your smile made me feel like living isn’t that bad after all.

But it feels like my feelings are still stuck in between letting go and going back to that same place because I can’t ever seem to be moved.

So tell me, how I can pick up the pieces you left and make myself whole again?Tell me, how I can paint a smile on my face when you were the only reason behind it? Tell me, how I can feel again when you were the one who let me experience how to be happy and sad at the same time. Tell me how I can ever pray for someone again when I know it is just you whom I wanted. Explain to me clearly how can I go on a day without dying to resist to text or call you?

How I wish I mastered the art of attachment so that when I encounter someone like you I won’t be astonished anymore because I will know how to handle it if he decided to walk away again. 

I just want someone who will see a glimpse of my tainted soul and choose to be brave enough to plant flowers on it instead of destroying it. I just want someone who will not leave when it dawned on him that what mostly I have ever known in life are sunsets and disappointments. I just want someone who will not make a home out of me and decided that I am a just stop over. I just want someone who won’t run away and won’t be frightened when I utter the words “stay”.

*In Ayurveda it is called Vamkukshi..*

1. Prevents snoring

2. Helps in better blood circulation

3. Helps in proper digestion after meals

4. Gives relief to people having back and neck pain

5. Helps in filtering and purifying toxins, lymph fluids and wastes

6. Prevents serious illness as accumulated toxins are flushed out easily

7. Liver and kidneys work better

8. Helps in smooth bowel movements

9. Reduces workload on heart and its proper functioning

10. Prevents acidity and heartburn

11. Prevents fatigue during morning

12. Fat gets digested easily

13. Positive impact on brain

14. It delays onset of Parkinsons and Alzheimers

15. It is also considered to be the best sleeping position according to Ayurveda.

A perfect kiss is not defined by time or place

A perfect kiss is a moment in time, frozen then thawed from the abstract of eternal bliss and the blink of an eye

The perfect kiss is an energy born of time and nurtured by passion

The perfect kiss is as elusive in its concept as it is its execution

The perfect kiss is anticipation

…it is the composition of the notes and the melody which follows

…it is the tensing of his arms, pulling her closer as he slides his hand softly down the small of her back

…it is the air under her heels as she leans into the unknown

…it is the last and split second of eye contact as he places his other hand behind her head, carefully weaving his fingers through her hair

…it is the body trembling, first in the hands, then the legs

…it is the strength you feel in that moment of weakness

…moisture moves from your palms to your mouth

…it is in that moment our lips become our canvas, our hearts the artist, our souls forever lost in the abyss of the other

It is the only perfect kiss I know.

Saint Petersburg - Russia (by annajewels)