Sunday, January 9, 2011

Waiting...

Its been a long time after sunset
The darkness has promised me loads of magic,
I ponder over the gaps in between my fingers while I wait for the footsteps to be heard.
My luggage is not yet packed but there is this vision of a 'new'.
I try to think of a destination,
I shiver in the cold
I look away from the window, the darkness now scares me
The rhythm of my heart beat.....
Now I hear two hearts beating
I strain my ears for the sound of footsteps
I feel your hot breath
I hear people calling outside
Your breath is so warm
They bang on the door...
Let's take the other door...

We can make it happen.
Miracles.
Magics.

Fantasy.

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