Saturday, August 27, 2016

Till then

In a particular corner
of the narrow balcony,
gracefully fenced
with elaborate wrought-iron grill,
I sit every eventide,
sharing a talk or two with you,
telling you my secrets
and listening to yours,
thankfully connected
by modern gadgetry.
The cool evening breeze
tosses your words around me,
wrapping me blissfully
in the envelope
of your proximity.
At times, it is so real,
your presence,
at times,
merely a deceptive mirage,
vaporous like gossamer.
in that particular corner,
I will sit right next to you,
and feel the fragrance
of your breath
in the evening zephyr.
Till then, my love.

Linking with Thin Spiral Notebook : 100 words: Secret


  1. I thought at first this might have a sad ending, but for me, it was more hopeful and wistful.

  2. This was absolutely perfect. Stunning in every way.

  3. I agree with Tara - I love the wistfulness of it. I also like how you tackled the long distance relationship in a way that gave it a nice twist.


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