Picture Prompt Courtesy: Inderpreet Kaur Uppal His eyes followed her walking towards him, busy on the phone as always. He stood still as she neared, till her familiar perfume briefly spun a cocoon around him. ‘You’re back!’ she beamed, putting down her mobile phone, her smile doing strange things to…
Forgotten streets Discarded memories Echoes of a sigh Over wilted regrets (C) Mayuri
Word Prompt ‘What’s Cooking?’ ‘What’s cookin’, good lookin’?’, winked Jose, plopping down the bag of groceries on the counter. ‘Since the fragrance of oranges and cinnamon is trailing right down the street…’, she felt his grin as he kissed her neck. ‘…let me guess, your famous Spiced Orange compote?’ his hands…
She admired herself. Dark curls danced around the oval of her face. Limpid eyes that enticed, framed by the perfect arch of her questioning brows. The haughty gracefulness of her high cheekbones. The cupid bow mouth that always hid a smirk within its smile, she was often told. She should…