I Know Where To Find You..

“You know Sahil..
I really like your smile.”

“Hmm.. So why won’t you let it stay?”

“Why on earth would do that!?

“If you want me to smile,
you should never be sad too, Ayesha..”

“really though crying isn’t sad, it’s beautiful..”

“..each tear like unspoken thought..”

“..the ones that you can feel, through your skin..”

“..so crying isn’t really sad, it’s beautiful, yes..?”

“Hmm.. you know I have a secret wish..”

“tell me?”

“After I die, I wish to become breeze,
so nothing can stop me,
nor be bound by anything..”

“You know Ayesha, that wish will help me..”

“Go on, Sahil..

“Now I won’t have to miss you, if you die before me,
Because, I’ll know where to find you..”

Smiles.
Hugs.
Kisses.
A
Reality
Prettier
Than
Dreams.

Of you, for life.

Across the worlds,
And the oceans,
Will cross them all,
To find some moments,
So you I can hold,
So you I can breathe.
To have you around,
And keep you warm.



What's in moments,
You have me for life.
How would I fear,
If you be my wife.
To never leave,
To never hate,
Why? Because, you
You are my fate.

You stitched me back,
When I was broke,
Showed me life,
Gave me hope,
And,
Love.

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I will be your home.

I will you be your home
Your life’s certainty.
Will lift you away
From the harsh realities of this world.
Warm you softly 
With the softest brush
Of our lips.

Will be your shelter
From your own tears,
From your own fears.
Will be the one you can take for granted.
I’ll wrap you within me
And make your life like your dreams.

Will hide you off
To the place we can call our world. 
Will be your happiness
Protecting you from your pains.

I will be your home,
Your happiness.

And..

Eyes closed,
As fingers trail down her neck,
Tracing curves.

Smell of her perfume,
Whispering breaths,
Dancing through midnight.

Arms wrapped,
Engraved in each other.

Soft music, loud noises;
Too crowded,
Yet alone,
Together.

Staring into each other’s eyes,
Digging souls.
Secrets revealed.

Our skins brushed,
Lips at whispering distance,

Hours passed by,
felt like seconds.
Music ended,
we began.

Kissed her ears,
Whispered a promise,
to never love anyone else, ever.
If I ever lost her.

And then we cried,
And smiled,
And all she said..
You are mine,
And I love you..

And..
we kissed..

To set on fire, her frozen lips.

To set on fire her frozen lips,
So she can feel her lost bliss.

To kill her past,
Holding her as prisoner in dead memories.

To free her soul,
Of the apprehensions and decisions.

To find tears in her eyes,
Like finding an ocean in the desert.

To breathe colour into her skin,
Of frozen blood and sin.

To make her mine,
Hers, and mine.

To set on fire her frozen lips,
So she can feel her lost bliss.

She.

“She is as beautiful as is love expressed in whispers,
radiant yet still,
silvery dust of the moonlight,
misty leaves on the river’s bed.

Always in my sight,
I stand,
always close behind.
She can’t hide,
while playing in my mind.

All! That I wanted,
All! That I needed,
All! That I loved to love,
The air that I breathe!
A pain that I feel,
She thought unreal,
stays in my dreams.
Everything.
All,
I ever imagined.

But is she..?"

"Delicate??
Grand?"

"No,
She is bits of the heaven left for me to admire.
She is beautiful,
but oblivious,
but she will see that in my eyes."

"Sure, is she yours?"
"No."

"Then?"
"She is her own,
And forever,
mine"

Some smiles are beautiful enough to assure innocence still exists!

She is too pretty; I knew no word combinations could describe her truly.

Her engulfing eyes, her hair full of shine, wish I could call her mine.

Was it her charm or her smile, the best words escaped my lips;

Or was it her defined grace, or the sway of her hips?

The way she dreams, like a Princess with a magical wand,

Blame me but I had my tongue suddenly turned to sand?

Her voice so adorable, just like the ways she greets,

She is an Angel, I should soon meet.

Flawless is, as flawless does,

Outrageous yet admirable like a dove.

Ask me if there is something more, untold well?

Make her smile and that should tell.

Once thought of just another girl,

I was wrong, she is hidden treasure, a pearl.

A radiant Beauty that shines for all to see,
And some smiles are beautiful enough to assure innocence still exist!

And she is..

"She is the kind of beauty that talks in whispers,

Slipping under the blankets and
Misty on the window glass,
Hesitant and still,
Looking for cloudy moonlight
Shining stardust on the bed-side.

She’d creep up to me and yet I notice it only when she's right next to me,
Or her smooth lips brush against my neck, but..
God!

She is..."

"Subtle?
Resplendent?"

"No,
She is an epitome of unmatchable beauty.
An Angel trapped on this earth,
A bit of oblivious,
Becuase you never know, what she is thinking next."



"She is yours?"
"No!"

"Is she his?"
”No!”

"She is no one's, but mine!"

”Just mine!”