I don’t know
how the weather was
I didn’t
even know how it will be
All I Knew
was those passionate eyes
Like a
mirror in front of me
His glances
were sharper than
The Prince’s
sword
His eyes
became substitute of mouth
Without any
word
Nearer the
sword came
Piercing my
soul
Harder was
it for me
To remain as
whole
I trembled,
I fumbled
Tried hard
to distract
But all my distractions
Did nothing
to him but attract
I can feel
his
Breath so
warm
Inside the
unbreakable
Chain of his
arm
Eyes got
closed involuntarily
To feel the
divine
To empty the
vessel of
Purest form
of wine
His lips
were trembling
So was mine
Heartbeats
reached the rate of
Per minute
ninety nine
Mind stop
working
So does the
senses
No
passionate eyes
No more the
piercing glances
Only thing
in between
Was the thin
layer of air
Which was
trying hard to
Push apart
the pair
Despite the
resistance
Four petals
embraced each other
Like the
waves of ocean
And current
of river
As the toxic
and
Addictive touch
was felt
Mind and
soul
Started to
melt
Nothing
seems like before
After the
deepest dive
‘Coz two
living souls
Are now
alive
So passionate
yet so sweet
Was the unquenched
thirst
Disclosing
all by itself
“Yes it was
the first”
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