When mystery never unfolds !
HIS warm breath was still on HER neck, humming though ears and going till the heart embracing the heart from all four quarters His sweet nothings were still in the air, dancing with glory of their togetherness making an incision in the middle of her heart. HIS affectionate sight was so intense looking into HER eyes as if meeting them halfway while making space in HER heart His subtle and restless touch of fingers still loom large on HER knotted fingers and caressing her finger tips with her thumb HIS look travelling till the road end still layering HER own glance in whatever or whosoever SHE saw HIS lips twirled like vine of grape mere look of which melted HER as if she is a snow ball melting near the fire HIS voice looming around like a whirlwind making a funnel in which HER being is twirling deep down & down. In spite of all the remoteness HE is not around HER but SHE is still clinging to the mys...