At yam's. again. exchanging lives online - she says get off facebook and get on life. verbose excretion.
talking of excretions, this night yam's had access to the most intimate detail of my existence - an opportunity came her way - an opportunity that hasn't been available to lovers. Only Navs had been subjected to such mishaps. but this night Yam's too was subjected to the same. However, this time the culprit wasn't my forgetfulness.
No water. And even with this realisation, my biology could not control it's processes. So I rushed to the toilet. The rest need not be stated.
I used drinking water but then how much of it can I use to flush down the evidence of my physical reality? Vestiges of my insides remained afloat and Yams saw them to her horror - which would, of course, inspire her to waste another 15 minutes talking.
However, all said and done, all secrets revealed, I guess this was the last step to our fondness for each other. The last step towards our knowing each other - inside out. She now has access to the most embarrassing and most intimate fact about me - that I too crap.
And it's true you know, you can romanticise anything! Perhaps, only because, everything is beautiful!
talking of excretions, this night yam's had access to the most intimate detail of my existence - an opportunity came her way - an opportunity that hasn't been available to lovers. Only Navs had been subjected to such mishaps. but this night Yam's too was subjected to the same. However, this time the culprit wasn't my forgetfulness.
No water. And even with this realisation, my biology could not control it's processes. So I rushed to the toilet. The rest need not be stated.
I used drinking water but then how much of it can I use to flush down the evidence of my physical reality? Vestiges of my insides remained afloat and Yams saw them to her horror - which would, of course, inspire her to waste another 15 minutes talking.
However, all said and done, all secrets revealed, I guess this was the last step to our fondness for each other. The last step towards our knowing each other - inside out. She now has access to the most embarrassing and most intimate fact about me - that I too crap.
And it's true you know, you can romanticise anything! Perhaps, only because, everything is beautiful!
even if I had such beautiful lines in my head, I would never have the courage to go public with it. The burden of imposed ladyhood.
ReplyDelete'Ladyhood', I say!
ReplyDeleteLet go of it. After all why is there need to cater to those who violate the soft inner thighs of the world?
Lovely. Brave. Heartwarming.
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