Kiss her hands like the tiny drops of water lingering on the surface of leaves.
Hold her face, as if you're holding your favourite book, with delicacy and effection.
Admire her, as if she's a piece of art, flawless, and yet, flawed with definitions.
Look into her eyes, as if you're reading a poetry,
with endless words, and is,
filled to the brim with love.
YOU ARE READING
The Untold Stories.
Historia Corta// The Untold Stories. \\ " We're about the books we read, and the poems we love." - Kritika Banerjee. A collection of paragraphs, nanotales, poetry and thoughts from my journey. Highest Rank - #78 in short stories on 29/6/17 ...
