Nestle

Image from 8tracks

To feel that warmth of a being, what a bliss it is…

To feel that touch of a skin, what a mischief it is…

To feel that sense of respect towards your body, what an honor it is…

To recreate those lost silly playful antics, what a joy it is…

To re-live those little moments with your love, what a sense of trust it is…

To enjoy that cup of morning Joe, how marvelous it is…

To feel that comfort under their arms, how exhilarating it is…

To feel LOVED again, what a luxury it is…

Oh my old soul do not feel clouded, as sunshine follows after every downpour

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Mridula Kidiyur
An Idea (by Ingenious Piece)

A wandering mind full of random thoughts. An admirer of art, music, technology and literature.