Goal kick vs Goal Kiss

Too many goal kicks, fouls, running around, the anger…the game was a very emotionally charged one. I was covered in beer. πŸ™‚ But the ambience was amazing.

Someone who is always resolute, forget cheesy, hardly expressive and even his smile is sort of rationed out. Everything sailor does is special, perhaps that’s why I keep testing him, I don’t want to though…coz every other day feels all new. A decade passed by with so much drama and experiences and he always surprises me:-). When we were apart we were a heartbeat away when we are together, we were like eye and eyelashes, sometimes tearful, sometimes smiling…

This is what I wanted, to surrender deeply, to feel like a satellite around a planet, to see the world in someone’s eyes, and boy I have searched and searched and drifted and run and walked and swam..These blue eyes I surrender for, rest of my life, till I breathe I want to be that sail for you in the ocean…next to you.

So England scored, and he smiled, and I wanted to capture it with a selfie, and he kissed me softly on my cheek, like a brother, like a lover, like an angel. And I melted into nothing.

I am in the palace of winds…oh that goal kiss! πŸ™‚

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