29/09/19 15:00

 It was sweet,
 It was soft,
 It was subtle,
 

 Like scattered petals,
 Like forgotten feathers,
 Like dewy leaves,
 

 Under my bare feet.
 Under my bold fingers. 
 Under my burnt lips.
 

 So soothing
 So welcoming
 So mesmerizing 
 

 Like the zephyr in the chimes 
 Like the sunset through the foliage
 Like the trickle before the rivulet.
 

 Flow,
 glow
 and whirl.
 

 It’s almost like a bedtime story.
 It’s almost like a lullaby.
 It’s almost like a farewell….
 

 Unspoken.
 Unbidden.
 Unsent. 
 

 Before you leave,
 

 Hold me.
 Lull me.
 Breathe me.
 

 Before you leave.
 

 Let me take your hand.
 Hold your neck.
 And whirl.
 

 Hush,
 Hold my waist,
 And whirl.
 

 No promises.
 No words.
 No sighs.
 

 Just that soundless music.
 

 Your heart
 My heart 
 And all that could have been. 
 

 Thank you.
 

 For the new melody,
 For the new stories
 For the new moon.
 

 A fresh gust of wind.
 A fresh peal of laughter. 
 And a new step in my dance. 
 

 No tears,
 No tearing,
 No pleading.
 

 No touching,
 No speaking,
 No hoping.
 

 I told you love,
 We don’t belong to each other.
 

 The mountains keep on rising between us.
 The sea keeps on roaring between us.
 The desert keeps on stretching between us.
 

 And the wind,
 Pulls me off that summit.
 

 And the wind,
 Pulls me out of those waves.
 

 And the wind,
 Pulls me out of this mirage.
 

 And back to my stone tower.
 And back to my winding stairs.
 And back to my library of memories.
 

 Where I belong.