Craving for her

The irresistible urge to smell her hair, feel her hips, touch her warm lips, listen to her yapping all day; mature thoughts hiding behind her cute eyes.. I want to cusp her round cheeks with my hands, touch her forehead with mine, while our short, fast and warm breaths collide, and say, "Thank you for choosing me, my beloved. My Sihaya."

Edit: Andaru matured intellectuals.. nenu 25 years old single sinthakaya Nibba ni..

Ee bondha sub kuda physical needs ni immaturity, cheap tho compare chesthunte.. naku interest poyindi mastaru..

Ee peddamanushulaki yeppudu valla partner ni cuddle chesukovali ani kani, matladali ani kani, kaburlu cheppukovali ani kani anipinchadu anukunta..

I feel like a woman/man would prefer a good talk over a coffee prepared by both of them in kitchen, when compared to a costly gift. Aa spark anedi ilanti moments lone generate avutundi ani anukuntunna...

Maybe I am immature, maybe I am a nibba who is single his whole life and has zero pulihora talent.

Anyhow.. thanks to the experienced intellectual bondhas who made me change my opinion that banter with your partner is bad and wanting them to snuggle from behind and give a bear hug is awful.