I used to wonder
how does a paper feel
when the tip of a dancing pen
flows over its empty body
filling it with substance
& whispering its story.
I used to think
what does a tree experience
when the fingers of a distant wind
rustles through its thousands leaves
narrating the adventures of its travel
singing the odes of its fantasies.
I used to imagine
how does that mayfly feel
when the warmth of a yellow flame
fills it souls with wild wild passions
inviting it for a kiss of death
fulfilling its destiny.
I had thought these are the mysteries
beyond my earthly understanding
that these are the stuff of intelligence
beyond a simple man’s acumen.
But then it took a simple gaze
deep into your brown eyes
that filled me with passions
that no words can describe.
It was like flying and falling
both at the same time,
sparking every atom of my body
with a sensation that was so sublime.
The secrets that seemed elusive before
the questions that felt can’t be answered
started unveiling themselves one by one
revealing in a way that I could comprehend.
I was an empty page before
you filled me with your love.
My life was a broken sentence
you turned it into a beautiful prose.
The days that felt languid and lifeless
became full of life with the whiff of your scent.
You came into my life like a fresh air
making me bustling and buoyant.
My life now is nothing but a mayfly’s journey
a journey that starts with your desire.
Following your warmth and infinite glow
until it ends in your passion and fervor.