The trembling within
Knowing, just across the room
You look at me
With smoky warm eyes
Radiating…
Oh! Oh my!
Why does it feel like
I’m mere molten mass?
It’s like our fingers simply brushed
Walking alongside;
Whisper soft brushing,
A sleeve here, a wrist there
And fingers – Oh! Oh my!
And then we stop
Together – unplanned
Seemingly deliberately.
The world fades
Into that poetic moment
That the mad crave
That delicate, perfect solitude.
Of us.
And I don’t need more
Just the cloak of your arms-
As I do – you.
Toes touching
Wrapped in feeling feather soft
And we become
This poem.
21 September 2012
(Mush and goo; blame it on a playlist that made it happen 
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And the icing was that wonderful link that Shilpa shared that says more than this write will!
http://www.buzzfeed.com/summeranne/the-50-most-romantic-photographs-of-all-time
<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 A heart sighs. Mine. For, this is the truth.
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Awww… Meggie
Glad. For you. God Bless it stays that way. Till beyond forever 
Thank you! Hugs
Oh the very idea of wanting some one.. You capture it so well
Hrishi
Thank you!
How delicately expressed! Could almost feel it.
And those photos – thanks for sharing, Usha!
Sorry Bindu, I seem to have overlooked this comment, to acknowledge and thank
Do excuse me! Those pictures are truly amazing, aren’ they?
I left a comment earlier but that doesn’t seem to be there.
This was really heartwarming and full of glee
You did, Aayushi
on the blogspot blog 
Thank you!