Her love for him
bright enough to
turn his darkest hour
into a sky full of stars
His love for her
fragrant enough to
make it's presence known
to the blindest eye !!
its the aroma that pulls you, radiating from your own hoodie.
its second hand to her.. but on her body it is absolute.
beneath the drab bar room lights, her rose lipstick still luminous.
her smile brings contentment, her chuckle brings you excitement.
yet there is still a covert intrigue to her, theres still so much to learn.
elated, melancholy, enraged, blissful, absurd, whimsical, you feel it all..
you look at her and smile bashful…put on your jacket.. and you step out into the night with a sense of wonder..
again you start to trust the process... this particular process requires trust.
— The End —