The unsaid words from last night still laced my forgotten lips, torn between my heart and mind I stood beside the earthy window looking at a far place blankly, when a tuft of the morning foggy wind disrupts the warmth that still laced the tangled hair. I soak in the coolness with my bare skin tilting my head back so that my hair is away my body, I gather them swiftly to tie it in a careless bun. Vulnerable to the lover-wind. I then feel a hand un-bun my hair, allowing it to tumble down, its curls and waves in a familiar display. It is Dhruv, he pulls me closer to him, wrapping me in an embrace. He is smiling and I notice that the left crease is slightly deeper than the right one, I can't fail to notice this every single time he smiles. It is like a silent magic trick only his body knows, unaware that it shifts something deep inside. I'm drawn to it at times when he is not smiling at me. It is unforgettable, even haunting. Maybe I can't deal with this haunting still. Breaking free, I reach for the flowers from the vase and smash them against him, the dew from them bejewel his bare chest. It reminds me of him after his showers, the moist smell of his dewy skin. The smell of his cologne comes back to me, the feel of his skin under my fingers, its tenderness stirring up my desires, forbidden feelings and unaddressed emotions, everything about him comes right back to me. It was as if I was missing him even though I was right in his arms. It was a strange feeling. It was as though my soul was collecting fragments that reminded of him, maybe for self-preservation, maybe it already knew the imminent separation that lay ahead. I don't know why I feel this way with him, it is irrevocable, it is incomparable and completely devastating all at once. I want to burry my head in his chest, I lean in to graze a droplet with my lip. His skin a warm contrast to the wetness I feel. He isn't surprised and holds my gaze as I look up to his face. I suddenly see in his eyes what I saw the other day, something deep, something disquieting, the feeling of it descends like a forgotten whisper, unannounced and unsettling. I'm drawn to them, follow them deep and somewhere in this journey our lips meet, there, right there our souls mate.
His embrace is a place I have been before, his touch merging our senses, merging the past with the immediate, his fingers taking me to people I have been, they move from the nape of my neck to the hollow of my cleaving as if to calm my beating heart. He beings to unbutton me, unravel me slowly.
Our clothes are puddled around our feet, we are not these bodies but know each other from a place and time beyond this. His fingers leave a trail of goose flesh, his touch reminding me again of all those times we were one, across lives, across dimensions through all the folds of time we had touched.
I flower at his touch, his fingers tracing, and cupping my curves, as he lays me down, our eyes meet and they carry the love we have had for each other across lives. Our bodies intertwine, pleasing and claiming the other as their own. As he fills me deep, I throb around him, awareness tingling and exhilarating. He enters me again, as deep as my heart is, as he finds his home. My core tightens around him in elation as pleasure builds up in a knot threatening to explode. My body arches as we near culmination. Our gazes interlock as we release and desire, satiation, love curls out from every curve of our bodies.
When Dhruv walked in to the bedroom, it seemed as though he had walked in, straight out from a dream. He seemed like the man she knew from all those lives, his presence ecstatic, his touch electric, his gaze unraveling. Her heart throbbed in her chest, her body tightened and her breath quickened. She saw him with new eyes. She wanted to reach out to him as though her touch would differentiate what was real and that was not. But what she felt was real, it was as real as anything else. He came to her and cupped her cheek.
"Are you alright? You look flushed."
"Dhruv... I'm... I... I am feeling a little lost, I don't know..."
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Soulmates
RomanceSiya thinks she found love in Raj when she meets him in a spiritual retreat for soulmates but is devastated when she has to marry Dhruv to fulfill her mother's last wish. Dhruv likes Siya but when he realises that she doesn't like him, they decide t...