Little Black Dress

It's been a good 10 months since that day. I was always neutral towards you before. I had my emotions, my heart under lock and key. Nothing could touch me, or hurt me. Or so I thought. I chose to lower my walls down for you though. Christmas Eve is when we met. We spent the entire day, bags and baggage, sitting here at Starbucks. That's how I got that huge bottle of mouthwash, and that pair of socks for you. I wonder if you think of me when you wear those socks. I always think of you whenever I use that body oil, rubbing a part of our memories on me, that keep me fragranced and soft all day. Today, I see people come in, some to meet folk,  informal coffee meetings,  some look like lovers high on what we were back then. I am alone. With my book and bags. I feel you around me. Only I can't see you. It's much like every other day. It's a little unfair that you gave me just a few minutes of your eternity to me. While my eternity is left to spend in my solitude. I stil...

Today i missed a person.  A companion. I missed the ideal which is undefined, yet perfectly understood. She isn't a person. She is an entity. An experience. An idea. I missed her. I missed her when I was out with my friends. I don't know who she is, or where she is. But I missed her as sorely as I would've if she had a name and space in my heart.  Having her beside me would have completed the experience of completion itself. Threading our fingers together as we talked into the sunset, tucking those shiny stray strands of silk from her face, to behind her ears. Inhaling her delicate parfum, feeling the slight curve of her hips, touching her smooth fair skin, as I hear her soft musical laugh dissolve into my blood like some potent drug..  She overcomes all my senses. The feel, sound and touch of her fills me up. I am lost in her spell that she unknowingly weaves around me, every minute that we're together. Her scent makes me do things I'd never have thought possibl...

Summer Breeze. Let me be that summer breeze  That comes in the heat of the day  To blow away your sweat and worries, the pains the high sun brought your way.  I leave as swiftly as I come.  Hold me down not, for I am that summer breeze that dries your discomfort away. I must leave as swiftly as I come. As swiftly as I come.  Remember me as that. As that summer breeze. I carry with me the scents of the evening flowers. Warm sweet jasmine. I carry with me the sweetness of the afternoon siesta. Of lovely conversations with your loved ones. Of your children laughing gaily around you, playing their make believe games. I am a part of that make believe too. I was, wasn't I? That summer breeze. Rich flavours of mangoes, and watermelons and strawberries, of chilled drinks with ice cubes clinking in the pretty glasses that she takes out to serve you in. I could have been her. But I'm not.  I am the best of this season. I am a part of your present. On...