So we meet.On and off.On and off for a while, decades of stillness and yes we meet again.

Let’s call her angel.Not in particular for her existence but to not let the world know who she really is.Angel is innocent for most of the conversation.Her awe for simple things make her more interesting then she thinks she really is.

Love is a travesty.The core enigma of Love has been imprinted on her mind like the heartfelt bitterness of rum with dying soda. Amongst the countless replicas of her soul, her photos she is still fiddling to get her hand to special someone.She is indifferent, to most men pondering only sex and most moments serving only bondage.

Angel loves the sea.Yes I can believe that most serene figures out of their humbleness for their own greatness have a love of something vast. Like the sky, the sea.She loves the outdoors. Just like humour of nature , she is a stagnant smile face.

My conversation with her have gone far to existence of physique.She is quite frank and in all frankness her honesty may become her biggest problem.However as her wall status says, Love is all I need.

Sometimes love just sits next to you, holding your hand , giggling and you let it go because of your infatuation to the physique of an existence.Sex becomes your primary motive and Love often fades post sex.

Angel is lovable though.In all sincerity , she deserves heartfelt love. Her desires are planetary but her thoughts influenced. Maybe someday she will realize that she doesn’t need anyone; to be in , or to fall out of – Love.

Meeting angel is to understand the existence of Love. Sense of satisfaction comes from gratification towards other humans. Sex is not the only thing that yields joy.Sex is critical though.In order for the hearts to meet, merging of the body is as much required.

Let Love play its part.Angel has quite a big life to live. We shall see and speak more of Angel as we get to know her more…