what he likes?

what he likes?

A Chapter by JessyJacob

i asked to come here to Kochi this weekend if you arent busy, he saif he will, so am i going to see you tomorrow, will i? illai? 
it is lile confusing to tell about his [personaliy, 
he is with charming smile, pale borwn skin
with all dark spots like beautiful dots on the cheeks, 
when he smiles hahhhaa , it is that all his teeth flashes ou with wide lips out,
he likes very old style, like braid with french style, 
saree with bangles, and no bhindhi, with ear rings no too big ones
he remembers his mom when he sees me in blue saree with all flowers on my braid,
he gives a staring look and says i dont need it what you serve i am leaving now
with his eyes he talks and calls me asks me to join him 
he in his traditional attire maybe shalwar kameez or shirt and lungi, he looks more adorable than in blue suit which he wears for party, he immediately admits what i say and does it for me. 
he likes to enjoy in night with drink and dance, i like to watch him drinking and making have fun with me, 
yea he says he likes  romantic nights out under the sky, i wiah that same lying beside him, watching stars and picking and shaping them with names.
his chest is so wide that he can accomodate me so spaciously to lie over him, and hug him so tightly 
everyone is curious and skeptical that ever we meet and be with each other, i feel they are wrong why you all are thinking e are not with each other, we live in one body, his soul is inside me always talking to me and kissing me wherever he wants, 
for people who thinks that  they are touching him but i feel so sad to them that they might be but i dont think as much as us you are not with him, as my breath feeds him and his breath feeds me. this is the difference how much we are together and loving and spening with each other, this can not be felt anyone as their eyes can see only physical bodies, but we are living with invisible bodies, and whenever i need he is always there with his voice touching my lips, 
Another adorable love seen and night how and where we spend.,

with dark louds passing the land mass on earth, which is with beams of silver shade lighting on us, with me lying on a grass over a big rock, in two piece with shimmering chunni over my chest covering the skin and in a color of maroon, with bhandini mirrors work, with lifting one leg to knee and gazing at the dark sky with stars, 
he in his half naked wih shawl over his chest, with a band on wrist and on forehand, approaches her by enclosing ashta dhik, the eight directions with his bhandhana, lies beside her, and says you are more adorable then this moon light what can i make you to be mine, then she says, with half smile, you dont ned to do anything with a kiss on his fingers of right hand, just hold my right little finger with your right hand and make me to walk seven seas as like crossing seven births and stay there and doing every seven births again. thast all i need, 
oh its easy to do that, you will be with me forvever then, with a tear drop in her left eye, wiping it off and with her kajal puts a dot on his cheek and i know you will do it. 


© 2024 JessyJacob


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Romantic dreams of delight... together under the stars, lying with him and feeling the beat of his heart, the mingling of your breath, the touch of his fingers, the press of his body... as the stars twinkle in the sky and the moon smiles...

Posted 7 Months Ago


JessyJacob

7 Months Ago

Hi, thank you for your kind words.
I see how you wrote every like we want to do.
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