White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-116
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY
LOVE SPEAKS
When love speaks,
it speaks through the eyes,
the communication is from one heart to
the other,
which no organs of sense can convey better.
In between two oceans of love,
two pairs of eyes meditating on each other
and two dispassionately passionate hearts silently longing for each other
there is nothing but waves of bliss, emanating from each.
In between two pairs of glittering eyes and beating hearts, there is nothing but love, a consciousness beyond body and mind
Eyes speak and hearts connect each other the way, no organ can.
One sees nothing but his or her replica in other's eyes loses in the ocean of love.
Hours go by, but the spell remains with none attempting to come out of heaven.
That is love at its fascinating best.
Love happens once, descends as bliss, so different from lovemaking, a deliberate attempt to fall in love.
Lovemaking is for moments, love is for eternity.
Lovemaking becomes so nice and absorbing when one understands the meaning of love sublime.
The more you close the gap, the more your eyes stop to meditate, hearts fail to reciprocate and start to wander, the less your love remains a consciousness and comes down to the physical domain.
Smruti Ranjan Mohanty
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#sunset_time SOMETHING I LOOK AT-116
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY
LOVE SPEAKS
When love speaks,
it speaks through the eyes,
the communication is from one heart to
