Bond
we will talk about how this ‘bond’ was special for infinite number of years, how despite being miles away, an exceptional understanding prevailed [between us]. th-that we used to complete each other’s half unspoken sentences, how even in silence a conversation kept taking place; constructing a bridge beneath the surface. from starting the day together to taking out time for the afternoon yet again just to greet. from the evening walks at the street and the terrace, within four walls of the room to making tea together in the kitchen to finally letting go of everything at night and calmly sitting near the window together, talking about world affairs and our old affairs. some friends’ talk, and shimmering rattraps. laying my head at your chest and you -my love- wrapping me in your arms; serene and warming, freeing and unburdening. untangling each other’s wings and flying high in our own purple pavilion of dreams. abandoning clusters of lustrous leaves, making a small home for ourselves wi