Red is the colour of your lovely lips, carved into a smile. the lining of the upper one perfectly curved like a distant bird – flying… the lower, trembling – teasing my lips. Red is the colour of your cheeks from lady shyness. A strand of hair falls, a futile attempt – to hide your [...]
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tick…tick…tick…tick… he races a clock on his mind. The sounds of the of the whistling wind kiss his ear… but its hard for him to notice. He is counting the rhythmic intervals on his mind- trying hard to equalize them with the actual seconds. He matches his footsteps with the ticks – slow steady steps. [...]
