Run with me in my perpetual haste. Meander with me in my devious course. Wander with me in my desperate search. Slalom with me through my discordant vacillation. Wade with me through my hopeless misery. Sink with me in my unrequited love. Spin with me in my eddying emotion. Cruise with me through my youthful fantasy. Flow with me in my surging spontaneity. Swim with me in my divine euphony. Float with me in my phantasmal heaven. Whirl with me in my fragile bubble. Fly with me as I escape reality

Friday, May 03, 2013

Wield

She is a phantom, a ghost almost. He- an unsuspecting boy, enshrouded, engulfed even, in her gossamer personality. Today, many sunsets later, he lives on- altered, unrecognizable. He sometimes fondly reminisces the sunshine she had promised to be. At times, he wistfully smiles at the deceptive ease that had crept into their life and tempted to stay on forever. Where did they go- that crafty innocence, her innocuous charm, that illusory permanence? Where did that girl go?

He is a fleeting shadow, dancing to a whimsical physics of his own. She- ever the idealist, lost in her eternal wait for his storied love. Today, she dreams on, still grappling wildly at the threads of romance he'd once spun around her. She sometimes steps in the sunshine, only to hastily retreat, cowered by his blinding absence. At times, she tugs at a stray cord of memory, only to have him slide even deeper into the crevices of her heart. Where did they vanish- that addictive touch, his disarming wit, that melting smile? Where did that boy vanish?

 
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