ruffledheart

I don't want to meet you; at the cafeteria of that french school or at a coffee shop near your institute, the ' pearl ' named restaurant is not on my head, black peppers are burning my heart.. The only desire that ignites my heart is to get struck to you; with an utmost surprise. At some corner of a street or at the shopping mart or while driving to an unknown place, our eyes exchange glances. You know why.... Because I hallucinate! Yes, I do. While dressing up, I felt someone peeped in from a closed door of my room. The eyes held fire. The vision though being vague, rendered the brooding look. As if someone was only waiting for me to come out quickly so he clutches me in his arms. While walking down the pavement, I realized somebody was eying me from a distance. My heart quivered. The beats were raised. The belly began to have collywobbles. Because the eyes sought your vision. The hunt is on. Both in heart and mind. Yes, I Hallucinate! My heart does! My mind ...

As I landed on your land I felt the breeze in a different direction. The land that had been mine and now is partially mine. I belong to some other plane but my roots are here; deep in your core and mine they entangle. But this is an entanglement of estrangement. They are together lost. The agony seems to rise and fade in moments of time. The bloom of emotions now transpires vagueness. The eye that was once lost in each other's has now immigrated to the priorities. Priorities set by fate and priorities that now hold substance. The heart is consoled by the thoughts of well-being. The pink of everything is what it adores. A breeze would flow to both of us, enfolding our prosperity and fortune to one another. May I be in your rectitude and you be in my virtue! 