That chance meeting
the very first one
tickles me
till today.
You said nothing
as such
but what
passed on silently
from you
to me
was a cloud
of ‘elation’
that engulfed me
and lifted me up
to such great feelings
of pure joy
pure affection.
That spell
tingles me
awe-struck
I could feel
it getting cast
on me
slow, soft and serene,
for that suspended
time
I felt so special
so happy,
I remember
trying hiding
from the sound
of my own heart
beating
to the melody
set by some
invisible angels.
There was
something in the air
that night,
that the joy spilled
kept all spell bound
for some time,
I look back at it
in absolute wonder
what if life
sets further such
stages-
the pleasant surprises,
to savour, to swim
in that current,
inscrutable invisible,
but supreme.
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