Our hearts dance to the rhythm that only love can generate as we savor the starry night's sensuous embrace. We are on fire for one another, our passion burning through every cell of our lives.
Nothing has ever plagued me as much as love, as much as this dead heart, where the remnants of unfulfilled dreams lie hidden, but where love blossoms with a passion beyond comparison.
I gasp for breath and long for more as your touch feels like billions of flames flickering on my skin. I see a variety of emotions in your eyes, a captivating fusion of humility and yearning. You croon to me and vow to pick me some flowers one final time, and you knock me off my feet.
Our love is fierce and precise, like the rose petals that brush against bare skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.
Every time we kiss, the tenderness of your lips enchants me with its lingering flavor. We yield to its all-encompassing love, falling prey to its seductive charm.
But there is a sad truth hidden beneath this seductive charm. We understand that this joyful dance is going to end in our breaking apart.
We live each day as if it were our last, and if it were, I would have to bury those flowers in the ground to remember who we once were. Yet, for the moment, we completely devour each other, lighting fires that shine brighter than the stars..
We plunge into the darker corners of our passions in the glistening darkness of the night, when boundaries vanish and our bodies merge together.
The graveyard heart now beats with rekindled ardor, as if rejuvenated by our desire, despite once brimming with the resonance of lost love.
So let's delight in this intense union, savoring the embers that fly, and let our souls intertwine like the branches in a celebration of obsession, because even if our love fades into memory, it will always be written in the history books as an eternal fire that once engulfed our bodies and hearts in flames...
!! अभय !!
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