one glance

and a story starts
spinning
on the turntable

your heart -
the needle dropped

Dear Thirak,

The very first time we met,

There was a garden full of orchid beds,

not in there, but in my head;

part be of your graceful pace,

part be of your gentle face,

As we talked and clasped our hands,

I felt your warmth, and I knew then,

what I did and what was yet to be,

has no say; clearly.

You took my heart and made me see,

My life with you, was meant to be,

As we join our hearts; in twined.

Please be mine till the end of time.

I met him when he got lost
finding his way back home
then I remember I was lost too
but when our eyes met the first time
he looked at me like he got home
and I knew I've found mine

We may be a tangent line
Meant to meet only once,
There is one thing i'm sure of tho
That moment I held your eyes with mine
I swear we were infinite



Leigh Herondale   *August 2015

I met the love of my life today
I didn't say hi and he didn't say hi
I don't know his name
He does not know mine either
Our eyes just locked up and there
Instantly I fell
Tho love seems so sweet and giving,
Our line is that kind of a tangent.
But in that moment that
I got to hold his eyes with mine,
I swear we were infinite.

This is how i remember it...

The first time that i saw her
was on the 14th day of July.
It has been exactly one year
since the day i laid my eyes
on this beautiful girl
and on that day
I knew exactly what love
looked like.
Love wore a red plaid shirt and
a red bandanna.
Love took my breath away.
I just knew that
I had to know her name.
Moments passed,
I finally gained the courage to
ask Love to join me.
Then there i was,
Staring at Love,
as if I couldn't believe
that she's finally here
after years of searching for her.
Love reached out her hand,
opened her mouth,
and said her name.

Right there and then, I knew that Love has entered my life.

You know me
I'm like you in many ways
It's only a matter of taste for the details
But I feel what you feel
You don't have to impress me
Or be the prettiest girl in the room
I don't want you at your best all time
We can't live together like that
I just want you to live near where my mind Iives
To understand my neighborhood
And the things that are pressing down upon me
I only need a bit of room to find myself
Or at least to remind myself who it is I'm trying to be
It's not that I can't be myself
It's just that I'm trying to be who I want you to be
Or maybe I'm trying not to expect so much of you
I just want things to be peaceful between us
I want you to be able to take care of what is important to you
And to live the life that is right for you
And if that means we cannot be lovers
Then let us part as friends
And if we see each other again
Let us remember there was a time when we saw something in each other
And it was enough to make us dream
Let us never lose that day

The night hours had left me with
exhaustion in my bones, under my eyes.
Sleep had taunted me, dancing just out of reach.
Twirling  inches from my soul,
torturing me with something I couldn't have.

The morning had left me freezing.
My lips blue and my face flushed.
My fingers trembling and my blood freezing.
My joints popped when I entered the warm space,
body heat wrapping around me in a warm embrace.

The afternoon had gifted me something
wonderful.
Something alive and breathing,
with eyes that kept flicking over to me.
With gentle curls underneath a stocking cap.

The afternoon had gifted me with a woman
that refused to let my eyes go.
That refused to let my heartbeat slow.
Her
That's what my brain seemed to scream,
that's what the cold air slipping through
the cracks seemed to whisper,
that's what my trembling lips
begged to speak.

*Her