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The Unfolding Office and Michael Journey. Content Warning.
Numerous love stories that have inspired generations with their everlasting spirit may be found throughout human history. The tale of Sarah and Michael stands out among the others as an example of the enduring power of love. Their story is laced with themes of serendipity, tenacity, and unshakable commitment; it's a stunning tapestry that never fails to enthrall readers.
By Kazi Hasebul Hasan Naime 2 years ago in Poets
A Story of Discovery and Desire. Content Warning.
In the foggy gleam of nightfall, with the air thick with the commitment of summer, she felt a blending profound inside her. It was a sensation she couldn't exactly name, a shuddering of expectation that moved along her skin like the main murmurs of a late spring breeze. She lay underneath the shade of stars, her heart beating in musicality with the beating thump of the evening.
By Kazi Hasebul Hasan Naime 2 years ago in Poets
Sex and love story
Few human emotions entwine as deeply and passionately as sex and love in the maze of human emotions. They are the soul's twin flames, illuminating everyone who dares to dance in their flickering light with a spell of passion and devotion. But hidden behind the creases of this intricate embroidery is a story that goes well beyond the sensuality of desire and explores the fundamentals of closeness and connection.
By Kazi Hasebul Hasan Naime 2 years ago in Poets
The Last Resident
This story took place in the spring of 2018, when my friend and I were 21 years old. We had met in high school and bonded over our shared love of outdoor adventure. There's an old railroad-turned-gravel trail that winds through the heavy forests and valleys near our midwestern town for over 10 miles.
By spooky session2 years ago in Poets
Watcher at night
When I was a child, I would occasionally sense an intense, ominous presence watching me as I lay in bed at night. These experiences were rare, perhaps a few times a year. I would keep my eyes shut and try to ignore the feeling until it passed or I fell back asleep.
By spooky session2 years ago in Poets
