خديجة🌷 @tulipmusings - Tumblr Blog

Her hands ignite simmering torches and her eyes divulge coaxing fascinations.

It's delightful when your imaginations come true, isn't it?

Does she spell occult from her fringes or scourges with her raspy voice,

Does humanity whimper when she defeats or do they rejoice?

I AM A LIGHTHOUSE.

COME TO ME AND,

I WILL LIGHT YOUR HOUSE.

Lighthouses don't go running all over an island looking for boats to save: they just stand there shining

Let your weird light shine bright so the other weirdos know where to find you

#lighthouse

(iv) I will love you in a way that no one else ever did. In pure bliss. For our love shall be carved on stones of silver, for our love shall be remembered forever is what I said, because our love doesn't end with tragedies like death but with a fate that doesn't have an end. I promised us in the beginning, us without rules, the us without traditions, the us without prophecies and Gospels. And when there is none of these, where shall " an end" find its way from to come to us. Unwanted and undesired we do not have an end, I've loved you, you've loved me without an end. Our purple hearts wrapped in the cloth of love. Because I see us only us everywhere, as the rest is rust and stardust, and I will remind you that "I want us to be in the eyes of every hopeless romantic, I want us to be in the raging sun stories, enchanting moon spells, and vanishing shooting stars. I want us to be forever".

~خدیجہ

(iii) It's dark and you light a candle, flickering, I see our shadows on the white wall, front of me. You close your eyes and lie calmly while I look at your moving chest, the broad muscular hard chest, were inside a tender heart resides. The place which I call home. I put my palm on your heart and feel its beats. They are the opposite of what I see on your face. The calm relaxing face, like a baby wrapped in his mother's arms, while your heart beats, they run like a riding horse in a marathon. I lie on your chest to listen again, my nape runs down cold shivers, your touch, your arms around my waist, I try to get up, but you pull me down, and say, and say those words on this ocean of fantasies, where we'd set our voyage wearing our woven love on thee midnight of a full moon, in that voice of yours, hoarse and manly yet the only voice I'd ever want to hear, "Have you forgotten my dear, that I'd love you with a love of thousand hearts in a glance, how can I not catch the glimpse of your lusting eyes looking at me, I can sense you with a power of thousand hearts and how do you expect my heart not to beat wildly when you are around, don't you tell me that it is unfair in what is happening next because this is what you wished for, my shoulders, my lips, and my wild heartbeats.

(ii)You relax and read our favorite love letters for the nineteenth time, and I look at your lips read, pronouncing each phrase with perfection, making it divine. You read our inked conversations while begin to chat with those brims so pink. I want to savor them, so abundantly, as you do it to a glass of champagne, the tender borders of your mouth, and hardened teeth that taste of honey. I want to run my lips wild on your jawlines all of this night until the storm of seduction inside me calms down, until the love which I hold, received with a thousand hearts calms down.

(i)You stare at the streaming waters beneath, I stare at your white-polished neck, your eyes fixed on an ocean full of dreams while mine on dreams full of desire. I want to turn into a wolf and suck the blood flowing in those opaque blue veins. I want to lick it, as you do it to ice cream, run down your shoulder unbuttoning you, just the edges of your shoulder and back to your neck, all of this night until the thunders of my lust calms down, Until the love which I hold, received with a thousand hearts, calms down.