Until...

I think about you…

And I am already feeling as light as a feather,

Which hurls and swirls in the midair;

In the midst of clouds and swaying leaves.

I feel as if the cold breeze has hit me,

And spread within me.

Then a little smile creek on my face.

Am I so beautiful, I wonder in disbelief!

Oh no! Love makes life beautiful, I realize.

You make me and my life beautiful, I correct.

The crease in my forehead recede.

The furrows disappear.

After all, I am thinking about you!

Your contagious smile reaches me,

Crossing the frontiers and hurdles.

It hits me straight and spreads through out.

It caress my body and I almost wonder if that’s your magical fingers over me!

Yes, rather shamelessly. Blatantly.

But dear love, let me clear the air.

I am not a romantic.

But I fail to understand what happens to me when I think about you.

I feel transformed and transcend to a fairy land;

A land that has only you and I.

Your gentle hands around my petite figure

And little eyes fondling all over me

When I lose myself to your charms, you nuzzle.

And make a childish face.

Ah! I fall again for you.

I collapse in your arms and draw you closer

Very close;

Until our heart beats against each other’s chest…

Until our breaths blend …

Until our souls marry into one,

Shredding the entity called body…

Peeling the mask called shyness…

And until love kisses us passionately through our longing lips!