My room turned gloomy. A grayish tinge stretched across the wall. The window curtain moved like some deers who just had a glimpse of a tiger skin. A storm was coming..
This is the time when all my fantasies run throughout my mind and takes me to the past and the future as well.
This is the time which medicates my mind to some relaxation that takes me to some mystic enchantment. I was falling asleep .. and the the song , my favorite of all slowly covered me as a warm blanket and it's soothing words carried me within her.
-by Wreetojyoti
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