chapter one
A Collection of absolute witty writings, by an inexperienced author.
loving is musical
Lying on my bed, listening to a playlist I just created. I was feeling all good until a part Jon Bellion said “that I am at an all time low”
And I realized, this is my all time low.
I lay there, thinking of how broken a track I am.
Everything I want, seems to be slipping a way from me, that includes you. I begin to spiral, pensive and gloomy.
Tears begin to huddle up, phew!
How’s an old man gonna cry, it’s just a song.
Green and red, white and black, colors of my mask.
Then Zayn said “I love to hold you close, I love to wake up next to you” then I realized
What a pathetic lover I was.
I was gonna text my lover, tell her how much she meant the world to me, say those cheesy things that made old lovers love.
Tell her how much I’d love to carry her home tonight, say this words to her “tonight we are young, so let’s set the world on fire, we can burn brighter than the sun” while i watch her smile gleefully in my arms.
I have a secret.
Every time a romantic song comes up and I’m deep in my thoughts, I end up thinking about you.
I wanna immediately pass you the ear plugs and watch your eyes soften and your ear ease and your heart slow, I wanna watch you try to pay attention to the lyrics. I wanna see you come to love it.
I wanna watch you smile, then look at me in awe.
I want to be drawn in by the sexiness of your dizziness.
Can we then kiss slowly
To the rhythm.
Pensive and passionate!
Hey Siri,
play me “pillow talk” by Zayn Malik.
I’d take my lover by the hands, I’m seeing the pleasures, slowly pull her in.
Stare into her eyes while we make gleeful steps.
Now the earth is slower than I imagine.
“You’re amazingly beautiful”
We kept our pace, slowly spinning around, the room became a paradise.
I put my lips on her lips, loved the after taste.
Took a pause to stare at her
“you’re perfect”
So this is the taste of my love.
“Take me into your loving arms, place your head on my beating heart, we found love tonight”
These songwriters made falling in love feel like a miracle?
Flowers
If I may send flatteries to you
They'd be that
You're a priceless pearl
A hidden diamond
Like a perfect symphony you cloud my Mind
leaving me with lesser words
when you bite my lips.
I see you in the wind
Subtle and beautiful
The sun captures you
from bloom to stem.
Your dark attraction
Is So intoxicating
Various shades you are,
Blue violet, fuchsia and pink
My favourite.
You are magical
Yet so real,
The thrill I always feel.
Your black is beauty
And no match for my eyes
You should in glamour
Be beheld by the gods
Worshipped and praise
by mere mortals like us.
Give us your nipples
For we want to suck,
for we've been told
we might love and live for ever!
You are my Nubian goddess
You're my fetish.
Edelweiss
don't feel you understand what I mean by love
I love the wave pattern of those tiny hairs on your skin, they only remind me of peaceful vegetation.
I love the tiny dot acne on your skin, proves you're not even perfect.
I love the curly hair at the back of your neck, that makes you a doll.
I love how you smell, ambrosial and peachy.
I love how you eat, reckless, like toddlers in a food fight.
I love how you blink, twice when I say "I love you" and a thousand times when you're upset.
I love how you walk, like a baby goblin, your steps are the worst.
I love how you touch, like your very nerve end has electric in them.
I love how you moan, it's subtle and sweet and then furious and loud.
I love how you laugh.
I love how you nag, this makes you humane.
I love your soul, it's a beautiful energy or vibe or whatever the kids call it these days. One might say I am obsessed, but what better way should one describe love.
And in a world of plenty and no love to give, I'd always choose love.
what better way to live.
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