Musing and Thoughts · Romance and Musings

The first dewdrop

Stuck in my eyes,

unhindered,  were his words ;

without a blink, he focused on me;

he admired my soul;

like it was the first time;

he saw me open up;

all i felt was, a thousand flowers blooming within ;

like every time his eye lashes scribbled the most romantic epic in my heart;

my heart was pounding, like the chugging of the train approaching me;

every step he took, the heartbeat was echoing much more;

as I could feel the heat of his body against mine;

I just shut my eyes,

an unknown hormone, buds a smile on my lips;

drying away my throats;

like awaiting the downpour of the rain;

I raised my  neck, enough to be pecked rightly;

finally, our breaths were bouncing against each other;

and then , i felt the tiny drop of dew on my lips;

and I smirked, as If i was soaking in the first rain of my life.

 

 

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