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JOTI, MY LOVE

LECTURES 21
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LECTURES 21
Votes 1
Parties 6
Durée 5m

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joti love poems story true

A True Love Story In Poems' Episodes

Episode. 1

Is it possible?

to forget the first glimpse of love
of seeing her in the red & white clothes
at the door of her house

asking me 
with blushing and innocent face
are you Joseph?

i nodded Slightly,
lost in my thoughts strangely
eyed her with interesting

she smiled,
"come in." Coyly said
and gazed

i stepped into her house,
but only looking to her, felt  pleasure
not of heart but of soul

entered the room
where her father waited for me
and happily greeted me

ss I sat on the cot,
her father called her, Oh Joti.
"bring water cool and sweet."

i was wondering
my heart was impatiently pounding
and soul was dancing

all of a sudden,
she came without confusion
oroffering as unknown

taking a glass and drinking
i tried to peek at her heart that was beating
as my heart was listening

our inner connections
touched each others functions
started our emotions

my soul went to her body
and her soul came into my body
it was the start of our love story.

To be continued...Tous Droits Réservés

joti love poems story true

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Mission: Avoid Wyatt Masterson, écrit par PamelaBraggLarocque

Jovi could not spend one more second around Wyatt Masterson! He was rude and annoying and such a "bro"! She was excited that she would have two months Wyatt free after a particularly awful semester of seeing him in every class. Imagine her shock when her dad introduced her to his new apprentice Wyatt Masterson! He would be spending the entire summer right outside her front door! She had one mission that summer: AVOID WYATT MASTERSON. ******************************************** She positioned herself infront of him. He reached up and put his hands on her hips, his thumb brushing her bare skin where her hip bone met the soft curve of her waist and looked up at her. "There isn't really room for two on this little bench." He looked down into the water around his hips. "Sure there is." She smiled putting her hands on his shoulders. "Uh..." He looked around again but before he could speak she moved in to straddle his lap, placing her body only an inch from his. She could see the pulse in his neck racing. She watched his tongue dart between his lips. His eyes flicking from her eyes to her lips and down to her chest. She bit her lip making him swallow hard as his eyes focused on her mouth. "See? Plenty of room." She whispered close to his ear but not closing that sliver of a gap between their bodies.

Forever : The Cream Sweater | COMPLETED | Part 1, écrit par Zoooii

The story is complete. If you are searching for something which is not just romance, but emotions and a lot of drama, this is the right book for you. I'm attempting to write something unconventional, exploring not just the love life of these characters, but their history, their family and their bond together. ***** He took a seat by the kitchen counter. With the cream coloured shirt on, he looked so much like, like he belonged here. Like, he was all, mine. I could stand by the kitchen counter and stare at him forever. How cute and innocent he looks. How can I not be selfish when it comes to such a lovely balloon of happiness. How can I let him go for Tara? I can't. I simply can't. I served the dinner on two plates and we sat down eating. Every now and then, I kept looking at Abhaas. He's as much a friend to Tara as he's to me, maybe a little more than a friend to me but he's also a friend who wishes to help her. I'm being the low, loathsome nasty human being that is keeping him all to myself while he can go out to help her. How selfish am I? He's this precious jewel that I'm keeping captive. He's the golden bird in the cage of my friendship. I have no right to take away his right to fly. He should go out, see more trees, play with more flowers, maybe soar high in the sky to reach the stars, his star, his Tara. Sunshine is something he doesn't need, he doesn't need Ahana. He needs, night... darkness. Darkness that illuminates numerous stars that are awaiting his presence. A faint voice fell on my ears as Abhaas side hugged me. It's late, he's going back home. He left the house, the house of first ray of sunshine, to welcome the night, the darkness, the absence of sunlight. Do read my book Forever: The cream sweater

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Love At First Flight (Short Story), écrit par Once_a_Hawk

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My Only Hope.. ✔ (COMPLETED), écrit par syedafatima3382

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