Jumping into the mush wagon πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

Akhi had written a poem in Malayalam a while ago, and I had tried to translate it. Since everybody around me is mushing, I thought why not I try bell it as well πŸ˜‡ But I gathered I needed inspiration. #akinspired3.0 πŸ˜˜πŸ˜‡πŸ˜πŸ˜‚πŸ˜Ž #pinsmush wonder what the prince of mush will have to say πŸ˜ŽπŸ˜‡

… When you and I are together there is love
There is love even when we are together but are quiet
it sits between us, silently running from you to me, me to you..
Unspoken,
it is there in your smile..
I see it twinkling in your fingertips when you type..
ssshhhhhh! don’t say a word …

 

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achodi erani

An Aquarius Woman

46 thoughts on “Jumping into the mush wagon πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚”

                    1. ha ha…yesterday found my ex colleague with a scarf over the nose after a transplant..now hearing the mush transplant, my imagination goes beyond the limits…

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