"At every touch of yours,
A thousand lotuses bloom in my heart…."
Ive always imagined a touch so soft, that it melts my heart....
Feels calm...
A tender intimacy... that is so soft....
where the beathing in sync is almost so natural...
Feels like it embeds a memory of its own....
It plucks a chord....
In our hearts......
Makes me soften, even the deepest scars......
This reminded me of the lines....
பூங்காற்று அறியாமல் பூவை திறக்க வேண்டும்..
பூக்கூட அறியாமல் தேனை ருசிக்க வேண்டும்.
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