“I love you more than words can wield the matter,
Dearer
than eyesight, space and liberty”
-- William Shakespeare
I listen;
To your loving whispers,
Like bees humming into my ears.
I watch;
You stealing glances,
Like moon peeping through the clouds.
I feel;
Your fingers running through my hair,
Like waves brushing against the shores.
I reminisce;
About the seasons and moments,
And walk down the memory lane.
The winters too cold;
Warmed by your sheer presence,
The summer mornings and iced lemon tea.
Our walk;
In the rain and holding hands,
Under a single umbrella.
I still;
Smell your coolness and sense your fondle,
Like salty breeze flirting with the evenings.
I wish;
You would come back,
Like echos do from the mountains.
So what if;
The world coerces us to forfeit our love,
Like draining out all blood from the veins.
You and I;
Are,
Fire and wind;
Fire that ignites solely with the wind,
Soul and body;
Soul that inculcates life into the body.
The love we share;
Is,
Like parallels, walking together yet never intersect,
Like sun melting into the sea but never consumed,
Like conjoined by heart still seem far apart.
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