Each Curves, Speaking It's language Keep an eye open To See the hidden World Within you! Closed Curves Drawing Another Curve Let it not Smudge Let it not Glare Let it not Frown!!! Wearing your Eyes as an ornament, So don't try to transverse waves of Deception!
The soft leaf, Falling down from the tree. A curve to left A curve to right Creating the image of her, The stunning beauty. The calmness, Reminds the way she walks. Then it settles down, As she is sitting Right next to me.
She was standing next to him with her ARMS up,tying her hair into a ponytail. She wasn't facing him but instead stared out of the open window so that he was looking at her from the side. She was putting on a show and he was her audience. And she liked it. He could see her stroking her hair back in an effort to contain it and organize it into one manageable bunch. In doing so her BLOUSE rose away from her SAREE and above her perfect BELLYBUTTON and remained comfortably in between her NAVEL and her bust. Since she was facing sideways,he could make out every sensual CURVE of her luscious BELLY. He noticed how the hem of her blouse was seductively stroking her TUMMY skin and wondered what her thoughts were while feeling it...