Tuesday 26 February 2008

Mystic Mist....

He held his hand out,
Into the open-
Infinity at a stretch,
And I felt my fingers tremble,
Quivering-
In anticipation, stark!

His long fingers, shook a little,
A wave, a call-
Beckoned in the slightest,
Ecstatic sighs erupted,
Goose flesh-
Ran itself all over!

The night sky shone,
Shimmering-
The stars guided us,
Every step, measured out,
I walked over-
The breeze breathing in me!

He held out his hands,
Offering me a grip,
And I held out mine,
For him-
To cloak in his warmth,
And never let go!

And just as our hands touched,
And our souls grazed,
We locked eyes,
Ever intense-
As the stars played the harp,
And the skies erupted into flames!

The breeze played on,
The notes of a ballad soft,
And the night turned ours,
Magical-
And we walked on, hand in hand,
Leaving behind a trail of shining mystic mist...!




5 comments:

  1. this is just soooooooooo magically romantic .... beautiful ....

    loved these lines :

    The breeze played on,
    The notes of a ballad soft,
    And the night turned ours,
    Magical-
    And we walked on, hand in hand,
    Leaving behind a trail of shining mystic mist...!

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  2. beautiful... and mushy..

    Leaving behind a trail of shining mystic mist...!

    nice..

    :P

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  3. shhhhhhhhh this was mesmersing n refreshing

    loved it to the core :)

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  4. :) very sensuous n sensitive ...

    this write is like a symphony ..graceful n elegant..really beautiful..!:)

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  5. The breeze played on,
    The notes of a ballad soft,
    And the night turned ours,
    Magical-
    And we walked on, hand in hand,
    Leaving behind a trail of shining mystic mist...!



    Indeed magical, especially the turn of phrase of breeze playing the notes of a ballad soft.
    Loved it to the core!
    Amazing and heartfelt!

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