Prologue of Love

That day was unique. Second birth sensed in every murmur of heart. Morning alarm sounded melodious. Fragrance filled in every molecule of oxygen. Pillows giggled. Blankets suddenly transformed into danceware. Even nearby voices faded in mist. Almirah puppets got resurrected. Geyser dispensed cool shower. The aroma of coffee became blunt. Mirror became best critic. Colours competed with each other to cover my bare chest. Clock was racing like schumi. Lane looked bright and garlanded. Every step pumped more blood into heart. Anticipation traversed at the speed of light. Long wait is going to be over today. It was a breezy day on a shiny shore. A tailor made seat facing the reluctant tides resonated with my mental state. Roses hidden in outer jacket where fading fast. Awe.. She arrived. A gentle voice from behind and a friendly pat. Feel of heaven. I was falling deep into the pit of love ignoring so many cries and calls around. All i could feel was the soothing touch and a divine voice. Could not resist to turn around and catch a glimpse. Felt a jerk. In the wink of an eye. Things changed. It was a dream. But a different slice of bread.

Signing off with an expectation towards the next dream