Guide on How to write Romantic Blogs
Am I in love? Have I ever been in love? Are my blogs, my fantasies that I wish to happen and all sorts of crazy questions. How can a person be romantic and never have experienced this magic once!
Visitor
I wake up the next day and buy some white zerbera and carnations, I get them rolled in the bouquet and I visit the coffee shop in the early opening hours and I wait for you to arrive. Its almost 2 hours I have been waiting and I see you entering through the door, You make your way to the counter and as you place the order, I carefully plant the flower bouquet with your name on it on your favourite table.
Hot Chocolate
I take a deep breath and a smoke cloud forms as I breathe and sip my hot chocolate whose aroma smells creamy and delectable. You are looking at me and I can see you looking at me, even though I am not looking at you, and I shiver.
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WaffleSome
I decline the salacious offer and you stuff your face in the pillow and again your face rises a little, watching me with your side eyes pretending to look out the window. I see your eyes looking at my army cargo shorts and I know you are hungry!
Dance with Me
I keep looking at her until she smiles and her teeth show. I can see her laughing and she drops her hands and touches her feet, her hair touching the ground and she lifts herself in the air, with a beautifully arched back, and swirls breathing the clear night air. I am amazed.
Theory On Love
Not all emotions are Love. But yes Love is not made of only a single emotion, it changes each day, comprises different feelings, distinct emotions and it becomes hard to classify love as a singular complex produced as a result of liking someone, or some experience, or something uniquely quantifying as the wholesome one emotion i.e LOVE.
Chapter 4
It was dusk, sun hues spread across the top, a very cool breeze fluttering my hair in the wind, I looked across the sky and the orange hues mixed with the evening sky just glowed in the embrace of the horizon to create a warm stretched canvas with the air so chilly to send shivers down the spine. I closed my eyes and felt the breeze on my face and the colors started getting dark and I can see orange hues turning brown-black and mixing into the zenith for falling night to await the shadowy clear sky full of stars