MERAKI (Flow of imagination)

No words were spoken but a story worthy of them is communicated. Both of us frozen with fear & excitement.... "Shh." I hushed her before I gave sharp bite on her back, ah, cannot forget my teeth mark on her back, I cannot forget the way I wrapped her tightly in my arms, she lets out little whimpers of Anticipation, with swirls of emotion. I cupped her cheeks that were slowly turning red with my hands shaking and trembling lips, my Warm lips pressed against hers, never knew a kiss could be so intimate and electrifying, & Her lips were moving in perfect sync...   "good night" I said in Low & Husky voice to kill the silence after Storm "Goodnight" she said in staggering voice.

Next morning smiling & Giggling, started peeping through ajar of curtains to see glimpse of her, when she was cooking in kitchen, I cunningly pretend to watch Tv in living Room and we speak out loud to communicate each other when she is in kitchen & I purposely ask her or tell her the things that  irritate her and with the tapping sound of foot she walks in living room like some wrestler came in the ring with a obvious smile, I pretend I'm watching TV and started humming song with my ugly voice... 

Teasingly shouted at her, "ayee! Should I fire you from work... Where is my coffee & Breakfast??" And she gets upset and before her gushing I laugh and give her a warm hug and kiss all over her face and she always steals food from my plate though she cooked for me and  when I give her a look she smiles shyly and boldly give a hard bite on my cheeks & i clearly remember the magic in her eyes asking for more ..

 middle of the night I whisper and in her ears & my arms wrapping her under the blanket upon a small bed.. while whispering and making her laugh by telling my stupid tales and disturbing her sleep with my talks, gripping my arms and holding her tighter and my nose rubbing her back in a cute way, she requesting to sleep due to tiredness I let her sleep and loosen the grip of my arms And whenever she tries to sleep I go close to her face play my tongue and tease her cheeks and whisper her name by biting her earlobes softly.. She push me with her red cheeks, my body goes rigid when she puts her head on my chest and in no time she dozes off.

 I look at her sleeping on my chest, kissing her forehead and caressing her, I let her sleep on my chest... 

She laughs on my weird Reaction that I give her when she asks me something in English and I give her answers in broken words..... I love it when she calls me with nick names though they are insane when you keep on hearing those again n again, even you want to hear those stupid nicknames from her ...I fall for her when she makes me eat food from her hands 'Cooked by Me or ordered from the restaurant' and wipe the stains of food near my lips.

my face starts to glow with a soulful smile..... Whenever we had creative conflicts we always try best to prove ourselves right and fight over it while yelling at each other we come close to each other so close that she ran her fingers down my spine, pulling me closer until there was no space left between us and she could feel the beating of my heart against her chest with our breaths mingled...my hands clenched her face, seeing me doing that I get bite on my hand by her.. stating in funny note,
 we say that.. it was nothing serious just a creative discussion that happens between two creative people
and without wasting time I kiss her forehead and tell her how important she is to me, blushingly She pushes me away with a smile & her eyes inviting me to hold her again... Ah, we both are away, but her scent is still intact with me...

waking up with her by my side, kissing her face with ray of lights she wakes up twisting and turning by blushing after every kiss on her face... Wake up call by a kiss and soulful smile, where blue meet Hazel under the warmth of blanket fingers playing with hair and eyes speaking with heart....



*knock knock* "who is this yaa?".. "why are u waking me up? lemme sleep for 5more mins Mom" as I open eyes I see mom calling out for me to wake up for my class...

-LuvAsh Ochani

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  1. Soul touching ...it's as beautifully written as you must have felt it.....

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