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It’s the autumn of “love”. My hands unfold. The surprise inside – it wraps and holds, Bending the curve and style of your smile. You gave me a meter… and I stole a mile.
Ancient King Rama missing his beloved Queen Sita, who was kidnapped by the devious Ravana.
At first glance, “Bound by Love” is bound to be misunderstood. This is a melodramatic metaphor for the way love – truly caring about how another person feels – naturally restricts us [though it simultaneously makes us feel like we … Continue reading
There is a certain hunger – the more you feed it, the hungrier you feel – an emptiness that expands the more you try to fill it.