I love my coffee black, but decaf
only sometimes we have the privilege
to remove the poison from our love

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I love my coffee black, but decaf
only sometimes we have the privilege
to remove the poison from our love

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365 days old love
She: To commemorate this day in your absence, I've ceremoniously cleaned my engagement ring.
He: I shall have a candle light dinner... with the candle.
*my heart swells in love*
Good morning Anons.
Rise and shine
Time to bob your head up and get lost in the crowd
Beginning of an End
You made me still As in the eye of a hurricane, When the world in its chaos Rushed dizzily around. I would drown, sure was I In the sea of nameless faces Till those pair of intense eyes Anchored in my soul’s bay. Serendipitous, you stood stunning Revelling in the sunlight, sonder And seeing your eyes, my world listed A breeze catching your hair like the snap of sails. In your cocooned gaze Both vulnerable and bold I felt the tide of my emotions Pulled by your eyes’ moon When I then, had traced the outline, The subtle, shapely coves of your form - Like a map, the bay your lips presented, Drew me as a smuggler to sanctuary. But the sun, moon and stars know That this is our beginning, and this is our end For no two soulful mannequins lived To love like heartless men...
[This is a collaboration between @mytoosolidflesh and myself. Every italicized word is his and mine are in bold font. Hope you like it!]

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Silhouettes and the sea.
From when did being good became a weakness?
Hear me, or not #1
Good things are happening. Fortunately or unfortunately though, they are not easy things. But that’s still good. Easy has no respect; be it ‘easy money’ or ‘easy girl’. As a matter of fact, I did not realise it easily as well. Now that’s what is a good realisation.
A night in Paris
I whine to win on wine.
Pritha.

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Dark early mornings Ruled by Yeats and hot chocolate
Cry of strength
tears never define weakness no mother gave birth with peals of laughter and mirth
Countdown to "Forever"... Day 29 :-)
dreams of “forever” made me forget to write about them
*True story! That’s why I skipped a day*
Countdown to "Forever"... Day 28
found my company next to you on the road to happiness
Countdown to "Forever"... Day 27 :-)
let the moments fly and love multiply with every breath and sigh

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Countdown to "Forever"... Day 26 :-)
let me write passion on your back with my scarlet to nails
Countdown to "Forever"... Day 25 :-)
love sings to lust skins dance in passion while I write about you