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Mother sold herself to men,
Who fell for her curves wild,
Curvy chapatti once a day,
Brought a curve on her child.-
I'll be that curve
on your face always,
Promise me to be
this curve of mine-
Not every curve provokes
The voluptuous fire !!
Some drowns me into,
A peaceful trance !!
Like that of your lips ....-
Whenever someone ask me : Why do I look pretty?
I smile and they get their answer.-
She smiled...
And I fell in love again with the second best curve she has.-
Ponytails to perming.
Henna to streaking
Periods to childbirth.
Approaching thunderstorms
To fallen trees
A flood of emotions
Childhood memories
And emotional saturation
Threatening to overflow
The banks of memories.
I had trained myself
To hold my breath
Coordinating it with with yours
Listening to your heart beat
As I cuddled up besides you
Nestled in the curve of your arm.
Chasing happiness
In a life full of imperfections
Dogged by challenges
Pursuing careers and my passion
I found solace in your company.
Comfort. Consolation. Cheer.
Three words.
One identity.
Maa-
Smiling curve & facial grace are the best medicine to set everything straight.
Never let down your gracious soul as it is directly proportional to the grace of elegant curvy facial smile...
Adopt smile, spread happiness as it is contagious....-
I miss her curves,
For when I touched them,
They narrated a tale of ease,
The essence of simplicity,
The warmth of sunshine,
The necessity of smile,
In a world so cruel.-