Heart. And Soul.

The old sights, now in a world so free,

a new perspective is what I see.

My world has changed or is it just me?

Eyes closed or set wide open

There's only one movie in me to run

Memories of You my love, of our moments in the sun!

The dark of the bold beautiful night,

Or the bliss of the bright day's light,

In your shy eyes, they seemed perfectly right. 

A look towards me or just a fleeting chance,

Or wait, was it a stolen glance?
I skipped a beat and my heart did a little dance...

I ask - My dear heart, pray tell me what did you learn?

It says little but tells that now it's its turn
And it's time to let the spark brightly burn!

My love. My soul. For You my heart - my special place.

Sigh! Just the thought of your beautiful face!

The calm gentle ocean that is your grace...

A victorius sign. I wonder, Is it our time?

Celebration of souls in a period so sublime!

A faint whisper I hear - it is time.

                   … I realize, it’s all because your eyes met mine... 

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Your eyes. Darn!

Scarlet

Stepping out of a zone sheltered,
I'm swept through shimmering dust - gold and red,
How do I not give in to this excitement instead?

Over the horizon crimson,
Towards of the end of reason,
Heart racing season after season;

I see confusing colors - yellow and maroon.
What awaits me - is it sunshine or the monsoon?
The deep end of the sea or is it the pristine lagoon?

A life carefully painted scarlet, darn it!
I face the tests of fires, all solved immaculate;
I see emotions - blue, green and violet.

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The melodies, the violins, the orchestras played,
The lyrics in the background and the words carefully explained,
How do I know if the beautiful colours ever fade?

Promises of a love - less than three plus more,
Whispers of careless passion like never before
Lines and lines of poetry my heart thus pours.

Honey dripping out of it's comb - perfect and sweet;
The first rays of the sun on repeat;
I know today that I shall know no defeat.

I chance upon this sacred chance,
Of intertwined destinies, fates and life's plans!

Pray tell me - how can my confused soul not rejoice? 

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 We see sometimes, what is invisible to the eye.

You

The skies, the drizzle and the warm scent of honey inhabited the air. Fire burned peacefully, letting a cinder spark flow out and lend glow to the air around. The gentle crackles of the fireplace made their presence felt this late evening. The light was low, but enough. An occasional flash of light in the skies outside was known only by the door. Even the thunders were silent in this beautiful start of a night.

The wooden floor matched the color of the tables and the chairs. A couple of empty glasses stood proud on a few tables, showcasing the busy day that had already passed by. A thick solid door lay open baring the cool of the night to the warmth of the insides of the tavern. The curtains fluttered gently and the flames moved around gracefully like the traditional dancers of the island.

His serene but sharp gaze scanned the entire tavern. His predisposed piercing vision was given away by the creases around his now gentle eyes. He moved away from the door and he followed her, his hands on her waist, gently guiding her to the candle lit table. She moved like a whiff of fresh air but in firm and steady steps. The white and blue of her dress seemed a little wet. She sat on the chair closest to the light and he sat right next to her, facing her. The breeze played with her long black tresses. The loneliness of the bar counter reflected the silent sounds of the breeze.

As the gold of the flame fell on her cheek, He moved the lonely stand of her hair from across her face and nestled it peacefully behind her ear. He wiped a lonely tear from the back of his hand and saw a smile on her face, the first one that night. He looked at his reflection in the dark of her eye. No words were spoken.

None were needed. Ever.

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