An Excerpt from my Diary

" You're very good at flattering me." ; I said as he lied about how pretty I looked that day. A part of me believed his words, yet I rolled my eyes. Lying on the grassy ground, gazing up at the clear blue sky, he was sharing a story about his friend. I, pretending to listen attentively, looked at him without a blink. It was always a bliss watching him talk. No matter how hard I tried focussing on his words, I couldn't resist being deviated by his charm. " Who would've thought a geek like him would steal me?" ; My heart whispered.

I pulled his spects off his nose so as to tease him. He sat up straight acting furious for ignoring his story and mocking him instead. Pulling him down I got cheesy so as to convince him that I was listening carefully. I wore his spects, pouted a little and imitated his way of speaking. Looking at me talking in a rush, he couldn't help giggling and moved his mouth a little pronouncing " Idiot". Gosh! he looked amazing when he laughed his heart out. I couldn't stop staring at him. While he was pulling my cheeks calling it chubby, I looked at this nerd and saw eternity in him. His face was undoubtedly the best potrait to view, his voice the best music to listen and his love the best feeling to be felt. 

A girl's incomplete fantasy

The combined fragrance of shampoo and bodywash deviated his attention from the enthralling scenery outside the window.He consumed her aura before turning back to devour into the beautiful sight of hers.She popped her slender legs out of the shower.Her body looked divine draped in a white towel. He rhetorically questioned himself ; "If she always looked this gorgeous or was it because he never looked at her that way?"knowing the answer.She elegantly stood infront of the dressing mirror. He couldn't resist staying away from her. He got close so as to stand behind her. She swayed all of her wet hair to her left leaving the right shoulder exposed.The drops of water that remained in her shoulder looked tempting. He gently burst a drop with his forefinger. He didn't touch her ; just the drop.He left her wanting and moved on to her hair. Stroking her rinsed hair with his nose , he subtly caught hold of the part of her towel wrapped around her waist. He clenched(only) the cloth. She could hear him breathe behind her. Her heartbeat raced as he moved his right hand to wrap her by her shoulder leaving his palm set free. She hated that he wore a full-sleeved shirt. His skin hadn't touched her yet. He looked at this girl in his embrace through the mirror. Her image looked no less than a painting. Her dramatically closed shy eyes, perfectly sculpted nose and subtly separetd lips all synchronised beautifully making her face look like a piece of art.
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Yet again, she had been wandering in her fantasies with him....

Untouched lips

Wrapped in your smell I ascend up your alley
That leads to the heaven of your presence
As I tuck my fingers into your shirt's collar
Dragging you closer to my proximity
My ears seem to love your heavy breath
And send frosting chills down my spine
Oh! Your eyes look drunk in my madness
I can sense the fire is mutually burning
Melting our souls to dripping oneness
As your lips come closer I tremble more
How you stop it right there leaving me dry
Wanting to touch you fiercely and wild
Our breaths beautifully collide
You gulp mine as I take yours
Our heartbeats racing to win
Everytime as we depart I wonder
How the untouched lips make us go fonder