The dying embers of a fire,
Throw your outlines in sharp relief.
Gusts of wind play with your hair,
As I watch silently,
Unwilling even to blink.

Your play of words assaults my senses,
And I am unable to respond.
Listening to you,
Feeling your lips form words,
I am lost in a dream of your creation.

I know not if I do the right things,
But you assure me of your loving presence.
Words are secondary to feelings,
Yet I write composing my love for you.

A moment, breathy forced out,
Time stands still as we move,
Together beyond the reason of a doubt.

Illusions, beauty, love truth,
We find the reasons for them all,
As the moment counts to infinity.

And yet the hunger remains,
As I stare into bottomless pits of pure emotion,
Which nurtures and keeps me safe.

Together we become aware of a sensation,
Which ones fathomed never wanes,
Together we become aware of togetherness beyond the confines of time.

The body learn anew the freedom of the soul,
Time and distance come and go like waves,
In an ocean of love that binds us oblivious to the petty obstacles around.

Suddhasattya Dey Mallick