You

Today,

You asked me,

What do I think of you.

What really are you to me.

I meditated

I pondered

I thought

Perhaps,

You are like

A rose petal that has flown on air into a heap of smoldering ashes

Perhaps

You are like

A rain drop – the first one – which strikes the rain parched earth

Perhaps

You are like

The first gust of air that enters a room opened after a long long time

Perhaps

You are like

The lights of his hometown a traveler sees tired after a long arduous journey

Perhaps

You are like

The all enveloping warmth that greets a person reaching home safe from the chill outside

Perhaps

You are like

The sudden emergence of the colour red after lots of grey

Perhaps

You are like

An evening bath after a hot weary day

Perhaps

You are like

A kiss of the beloved on the eyelids and the sweet sleep it induces after a long sleepless night

Perhaps

You are like

A favorite song heard suddenly after a long long time

Perhaps

You are like

A healing touch, a comforting kiss on a painful bruise

That is how

I think of you

That’s what

You are to me

Now you know!

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2 comments on “You

  1. this is so beautiful…so lovely…so sweet…and gentle….

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