How would it be?
If time stood still at ‘forever’
And we arrived at no ‘thereafter’,
How would it be?
Walking down those known lanes,
Whispering corners,
Wilting evenings,
Our thoughts, blend in careless sunsets;
Fleeting glances.

Your almond eyes, my quivering gaze;
One knot at a time
Your fingers unlaced my mind,
A canvas full of fancies,
Struggling to be freed.

Few thousand words left unsaid.

Plentiful memories, stitched with silken threads.
How would it be?
Time warped into a glorious mess –
Our senses made love,
Brazen to obnoxious stares.

How would it be?

7 February 2015


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