When you embrace me in a tight hug With your pulsating bosom, I feel Bewildered, confused; Like I have two hearts; Mine’s in you Yours in me. Again when I am holding you, I am holding on My own, Grab me while am panting While am gasping for you. If you’re sweating and Getting aContinueContinue reading “The Unity of Time and Place”
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Being The Lioness.
In Africa, there’s a Pride of Lions. In the pride there she is, the Lioness; The fierce Queen of the jungle. She does a lot more than the Lion. She hunts for him and takes care of the cubs. The Lion does near to nothing as he eats, sleep, marks his territory and repeats. TheContinueContinue reading “Being The Lioness.”