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It took every second of the evening in the dimly lit night. He cried, she listened. She spoke, he cherished.
As the music quieted to songs without tone and only depth, they sat up facing each other, gazing into something they never really knew existed. "Hold me," she said, speaking the simplest of her soul's truth.
Widening his eyes to encompass her entire being took more than a second, but he chose not to move in that instant. Wanting to show her what he saw that had made him cry, made him move, made him die, and made him reborn that night, he raised his right hand. He moved it slowly towards the left side of her chest, but it stopped just short of touching her. Still moving slowly, it turned sideways and moved in a scooping motion and then retracted to a slightly cupped palm facing upwards, as though it was holding something delicate.
With equal grace, his other hand moved over and gently rested on top of the other, also cupped. Pulling them back together, he lowered his lips and rested them close to the base of his two hands. It was like he was holding her love for him in his hands and like a gate parting, the fingertips of his two hands moved apart, almost spout-like. Aiming carefully for the top of her head, he began to blow, slowly moving down her body as he blew the imaginary dust over her.
Spreading his hands apart, as he had soon reached the bottom of her in that single breath, he almost seemed to look at her in a renewed light. He pulled her close to him in such a way that not a single part of their bodies could be missed. He wrapped his arms around her and nestled his head against her shoulder and soft cheek.
What mattered was not that they touched everywhere in that moment, but simply that he was holding her...and she was there. His heart expressed a warmth feeling that his gut was reliving that very moment, reached towards her and kissed her on the lips, without doubting if or whether she would approve, their lips became one, the burning desire of both ego's reaching higher each point they kissed. The kiss ended with both feeling for something more to happen, but she suddenly pushed him back, he wondered what the problem could have been. She walked off leaving him with such a weird feeling one being the warmth, the other being disappointed. He walked over, grabbed her and pulled her back against the door, looked into her eyes deeply at the same time breathing heavily with the rhythm the same as she had, she said to him "Love cannot be this easy the desire to love someone just based on a infatuation this is not love"
As the music quieted to songs without tone and only depth, they sat up facing each other, gazing into something they never really knew existed. "Hold me," she said, speaking the simplest of her soul's truth.
Widening his eyes to encompass her entire being took more than a second, but he chose not to move in that instant. Wanting to show her what he saw that had made him cry, made him move, made him die, and made him reborn that night, he raised his right hand. He moved it slowly towards the left side of her chest, but it stopped just short of touching her. Still moving slowly, it turned sideways and moved in a scooping motion and then retracted to a slightly cupped palm facing upwards, as though it was holding something delicate.
With equal grace, his other hand moved over and gently rested on top of the other, also cupped. Pulling them back together, he lowered his lips and rested them close to the base of his two hands. It was like he was holding her love for him in his hands and like a gate parting, the fingertips of his two hands moved apart, almost spout-like. Aiming carefully for the top of her head, he began to blow, slowly moving down her body as he blew the imaginary dust over her.
Spreading his hands apart, as he had soon reached the bottom of her in that single breath, he almost seemed to look at her in a renewed light. He pulled her close to him in such a way that not a single part of their bodies could be missed. He wrapped his arms around her and nestled his head against her shoulder and soft cheek.
What mattered was not that they touched everywhere in that moment, but simply that he was holding her...and she was there. His heart expressed a warmth feeling that his gut was reliving that very moment, reached towards her and kissed her on the lips, without doubting if or whether she would approve, their lips became one, the burning desire of both ego's reaching higher each point they kissed. The kiss ended with both feeling for something more to happen, but she suddenly pushed him back, he wondered what the problem could have been. She walked off leaving him with such a weird feeling one being the warmth, the other being disappointed. He walked over, grabbed her and pulled her back against the door, looked into her eyes deeply at the same time breathing heavily with the rhythm the same as she had, she said to him "Love cannot be this easy the desire to love someone just based on a infatuation this is not love"
Her insides were all messed up as she was confused. He expressed his feelings towards her "This very moment I have felt as much love from you that I have never felt from another, that kiss did that mean nothing to you?, it surely meant the world to me" He put her hand on his heart he said "you feel this beat, each beat represents your name your heart, your soul!" She looked into his eyes and saw so much love for her and questioned him, "All this love for me? What do you see in me, what is so special about me." He replied back in a soft, husky voice, "
The moment I set eyes on to you I felt that this is love, people say love at first sight never works but to me it has for me. I have felt it for you, as you are more than special to me than my own heart, you are not like anyone I have met. I truly and dearly love you."
Udne Ki Aasha
