A caress of words

touched someone

so deep.

It was hard

for one to keep

the glow of it inside.

The heart cries

for some more,

A caress for the soul

hurt and lost,

Paths, will they ever cross?

The heart waits

Time casts a bait,

for one to sit

and contemplate,

the beauty and

hopelessness of it all.

These are the thoughts of the

one who cries and shies

the heart from

life's glare.

Looking up at the fireworks

in the sky........

A mirror image

forms inside,

when lonely eyes

You , they spy,

Bursting forth

in a colourful glaze,

The soul

shines at it's own

beauty , that it sees in you

You and me

for eternity......

the ebb and flow of love,

of your soul to my soul

will never cease.

This is the only thing left to believe

crossing thunderous seas,

We will .....at last. ....just be.

10.03.2014---tejaswiniaura