When mystery never unfolds !

HIS warm breath was still on HER neck,

humming though ears and going till the heart

embracing the heart from all four quarters

His sweet nothings were still in the air,

dancing with glory of their togetherness

making an incision in the middle of her heart.

HIS affectionate sight was so intense 

looking into HER eyes as if meeting them 

halfway while making space in HER heart

His subtle and restless touch of fingers

still loom large on HER knotted fingers

and caressing her finger tips with her thumb

HIS look travelling till the road end

still layering HER own glance

in whatever or whosoever SHE saw

HIS lips twirled like vine of grape

mere look of which melted HER 

as if she is a snow ball melting near the fire

HIS voice looming around like a whirlwind

making a funnel in which HER being

is twirling deep down & down.

In spite of all the remoteness

HE is not around HER

but SHE is still clinging to the mystery

which might unfold

May be at the time of 'The ultimate journey'

#Love - The eternal journey