window

I'm hungry for a juicy life. I lean out my window at night and I can taste it out there, just waiting for me.

Fear leads to death as the window to the courtyard. Jump!

Deception sneaks in through the window of pride.

He looked out of the window to think, because without a window he couldn__ think. Or maybe it was the other way around: When there was a window, he automatically started to think. Then he wrote, __hen I grow up, I am going to be happy.

This morning I woke up before the alarm clock went off and the sky outside was a big red ocean. You're beautiful when you're sleeping so I spent an hour observing the way you breathe. Inhale, exhale, without a thought of tomorrow. The window was open and the air was so crisp and I couldn't imagine how to ever ask for more than this.

It is proven that the glass in your environment may be able to affect your health.

my love is a winter__ mistgently dissolvingthrough the windowat the nape of your neck.

What are you staring at?""Rain drops on window glass is a sort of love-bite, is it not?

Have you ever sat on a window seat, in the train of your memories while it's raining heavily? Rain has this ridiculous power of waking up all the angels and demons inside us at once, doesn't it? All of a sudden there is a war inside us, between both the sides. We can do nothing but clench our fists and watch our train derail and take a path we have never come across before. All we know at that point of time is that we are going to crash somewhere. Either our demons win or the angels, we are going to get wounded somewhere.