The winter cold mornings wake her up
With a cold whiff of breeze that grazes her cheek.
And so he wakes up to sight her
In all her glory, her morning bed head, he laughs at it immersing himself in the jolly of her innocence
A giggle owning to the marvelous wonder that she is.
Maybe the secrets to the universe are held in her coffee brown eyes, oh look, she rubs them with her tiny human hands...
Her hair falls at her back, wavy yet messy... the universe inspired to make waterfalls that are smooth yet turbulent
Her pot of milk boils, coffee is being made and she wakes up with a new life from the first sip of her joe
The sun tries to find her in places where shadows lie.
She hides away from the light, hiding and seeking the roshini he's giving.
Oh! It's time for her to go out now... maybe he can find her then?
He seeks her amidst the scintilating pores of leaves that are natures pin hole camera and wonders... is she wearing black to take in all of me?
Well, then why does she cover her face with a Bandini print stole?
Stupid stole, cannot see her face! But I can still see her eyes. Ah, those coffee brown eyes... look at that, the audacity to cover them beautiful ambers with spectacles.
Alas, its not just me but Dharthi, Bhoomi, Akash and Vanam dont get to see her occulus. The windows to her soul.
She walks in a pace to her bus stand... and lo, she took her ticket, she boards her bus, talks to her Ma and.. and! Hey!! She saw me! Im elated beyond bounds.
She boards her bus and looks out for me, am I... am I shy? I do want to hide behind the clouds... she seeks me in ecstasy to drive her spirits. She seeks me... and in return, all I can do... is admire her soul.
If I, the sun was to send her a message, its this:
Hi there. I love you, here's a ray of sunshine for you.
I admire you, your soul, your spirit and your drive. Go live your beautiful day.
***X***
Love,
R
19th Jan 9.19 am
25th Mar 11.55 am
2023
