Biography of Nesmah Elsayed
Your presence, your scent, your hair...
My pulse, my life, my heart...my love.
Your presence intoxicates me.
Your sweet breath as it hits my cheekbones forces me to shiver without regrets.
Thirst for more exhales increase.
Your very name - the reason why butterflies are sent to my stomach instantaniously.
The rustling of your hair through the wind makes me naushes from the immediate plessure.
The mouth-watering scent; uncontrollable.
Your the one that sends my pulse racing like a s