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Intoxicating

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I love her when she is intoxicated,
for than her mind is free
liberated from the shackles of ostensible walls
inebriated, she then speaks her mind, expressing her deepest desires
and her darkest tales,
as she slowly crawls into my world
surrendered,
dropped guards,
and at that moment she becomes mine

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53 thoughts on “Intoxicating”

                    6. initially in my marriage i would literally cry thinking ill always have to eat chattisgarhi food, daal and rice and my husband would console me, its not as bad 🙂

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                    8. yes i did, coz I love cooking and spent lot of time In dubai, so l learnt lot of middle-eastern sweets and breads, so I literally opened a world kitchen and tried hard to seduce him towards Punjabi and other food, ofcourse my mother-in law was a factor too. It was a tug of war between wife’s gourmet food and mom’s traditional simple food. 🙂 Ill write a poem on it

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                    10. Well before marriage I working in Dubai for a long time , before that I studied in England and then suddenly married in Chattisgarh, and came to Connecticut and before I knew anything had a child in my arms. Very very hilarious…sure ill write

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                    11. Well before marriage, I studied in England and spent lot of time working in middle-east and then got married in chattisgarh, came to connecticut and before I knew I had a child in my arms. I can assure it would be funny read 🙂

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                    12. ha ha , I studied in England, then went to Dubai and worked for many years, and then got married in Chattisgarh, came to Connecticut,before I could reel from aftereffects of marriage, had a baby in my arms 🙂

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