The wind one day, proposed me-
the “home” he searched,
he found in me.
I was the warmth of sunlight,
he wanted to soak in during rain.
I smelled like spring whose
cheer he wanted to retain.
I was the color for his fall,
and snow for his winter.
The sleep for his eyes at night,
and his sight for the day.
I, for him ,was the oasis,
and he a weary traveler in the desert.
He hugged my fingers,
when they held him free.
He played the music for
my hair to dance to his tune.
Each colored strand owned him,
and he, them all.
He felt content
when he kissed away
the pearls of sweat from my neck.
My myriad colors he loved.
His lungs were alive,
when it was filled with my scent.
He talked to me with
the rustle of leaves,
and at night with the hush of a breeze.
He gifted me dandelions and
I blew them away with a kiss.
We met under the trees of bloom,
and he showered me with all his love.
We lived in a dream and
the dream never came to end.
He always knew my answer
but he does the same.
He came to me with the question of love,
in the same subtle manner,
and I always replied
with his dearest smile.
To everyone who asked about me, I am finally back in Dubai. The travel and arrangements for the same forced me to take a short break from blogging and I really missed writing. But I hope, with this post, I can resume my writing !!! Loads of love to all who asked about me !!!
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