Tell me it’s pure, and I will surrender.
Sometimes it hits me hard—it comes from nowhere. It could be pure love, pure lust, pure anger…
Mostly, I can feel it. I get surprised everytime. I usually dive right in, so it doesn’t vanish away.
It’s so rare.
That feeling I take into art, dance and life.
It originates in me.
Ragini Bhajanka 
Pure and impure… Both to be savoured for their own pleasures? Purely rough and purely smooth? What should we do with them? Assuming that they are both ‘pure’ in sensation!
Such lovely things to think about….
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