I looked into his eyes
There was magic over there
Some love, a bit of romance,
And deep desire laid bare
It mesmerized me
It put me into a trance
How could I break away
From the spell of his glance
There was no need to talk
Our silence said it all
The passion soared and flowed
Like bouncing waterfall
His warm ecstatic touch
Made my inhibitions melt
I reached the cloud nine
With the bliss of love I felt
It’s heavenly to be in love
Love is happiness divine
It makes us intoxicated
With the taste of God’s wine
~Sudha Dixit
Bangalore, India
Indian Periodical
Indian Periodical
very beautifully composed
enjoyed reading
Love well treated!
It’s magical in the sense that the afflicted goes spellbound, feeling the difficulty in coming out with the real feelings in black and white!
It’s always beating around the bush, feeling sigh of outright expression, but capable enough to make the other understand the pulse quite easily!
Knowing what it’s exactly, but pretending to be unaware of, is most often the saddest experience one can have!
Whatever it be, the chemical reactions that the LOVE undergoes are not hard to identify, and be in a hilarious mood as if something unachievable has come to us, and embraced, not willing to vacate the destined!