The threshold

There was Shiv..standing in front of her deeply looking at her ,,a bouquet of roses in his hand ,

He pulled her towards him and gently kissed her on the cheeks. She could feel the warmth , the love she always craved for. He gently kissed her forehead , her cheeks , then her neck , lips , slowly caressing her as he tried to go beyond , she hesitated – a hesitant yet a joyful refrain ,

She could feel Shiv in her , with her . beside her and it was today that she realised that Shiv has dissolved in her ..as something quite inseparable,,

Yes , she loved him and today she realised this fully..

Tiday she stood at the crossroads ..the crossroads where she either goes left or right – all she would choose is her.

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