A stolen kiss in a garden or a perfunctory embrace beneath the holiday mistletoe wasn't at all comparable to being held in man‟s arms, breathing in his scent, feeling the heat of his skin through the linen of his shirt.
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The Ideal Husband
12th November 2025 OK so, with Jupiter retrograde in Cancer... I was revisitng and doing some soul searching on my love life. Oops heart b...
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It is the light that urges the flower to open its heart to the world Oh Woman, My feet dance to your tender beats. For you are the reason ... -
On the theme of solar archetype, i pondered on the following characters from our Puranas and the following saints. 1. Lord Ram 2. Satyavan ...
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The light within me, yearns to be awaked to a new beginning, a new birth. For years crushed within the deepest oceans. I rise, like a ph...
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