Heart fluttering,
Eyes in stares,
Warming over an angelic man,
In guise of a mortal.
The question of anonymity,
Defined by the vibe of belonging,
Even without knowing.
The carnival of deep unsettling emotions,
Never felt before.
The unique rhythm of the newly found lubb dubb,
Making my doves fly,
Making my swans swoon.
Wind never touched my skin before,
Like it does now.
As it touched you,
Moments before,
Grazing my senses alive.
The smell,
The impish air breathes of,
Fragrance of magnificence
Inhaling your woody perfume.
And that lovely smile on
Embodiment of perfection.
Those grave eyes,
Making me blush
And intimidated? Maybe yes.
The subtle husk in your voice,
When you talk to some stranger,
I don't know.
Yet with the corner of those hazel browns,
Eyeing me wide.
Making me feel your gaze
Over me.
Oh you stranger,
You are my
Love at first sight.
You trigger my senses,
Like no one before.
As you trigger this pain,
The sweet ache of love.
You walk to me,
Oxygen stops filling my lungs.
"Hey!" with that husky voice
And I can feel it coming.
The impounding gravity calling me.
I faint in your boughs
My love at first sight.
And this is going to be,
Our story.
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I tried to do a short feminine version of My perfect stranger here that too a happy one! I hope you guys like it. :)
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ACHES [Wattys Winner 2015]
PoesiaAin't we drowning but still floating in our complexities of love and hatred, happiness and sorrow & life and the journey. Short stories and poetry about true living i.e living through an ache and coming out of it. Want to meet my words in versatile...