The Fragrance
Niki’s hair carried an unusually
sweet fragrance these days,
as if it were the very scent
drifting from Nil’s heart…
In this bond,
a sudden dream took flight,
A whisper of destiny
blooming into light…
A moment so full,
the world forgets to spin…
Where “you & I” begins…
and begins again within.
In memory’s quiet chambers,
I live the hours with you,
&
in every life yet to dawn…
may my soul belong to you.
Only you…
in every rising,
in every setting sun,
My heart repeats your name,
the only constant one.
In your silent charm,
I lose all sense of time,
As if you’re very presence is a gentle,
the perfect rhyme.
Your feelings and mine….
secret messengers of night,
Weave whispers between us…
soft, tender, and bright.
& heaven itself seems to fall
at our waiting feet,
Spreading
silken bliss… slow, fragrant, sweet.
Wherever I breathe
the music hidden in you,
There my emotions
rise, open, and come true.
Every step toward you
feels like destiny’s art,
A song unfolding
in the chambers of my heart.
Is it the fragrance of my hair…
or your dreaming mind’s embrace?
A bed of woven dreams awakens in this space.
Night sighs softly…
and before we even speak,
Dawn arrives with birdsong kissing our cheek.
A monsoon of affection,
Drenching every corner of my heart.
Let us meet … again, again,
here on this dreamland … evermore…
Hand in hand with you,
I walk this endless shore,
Where waves write “ours”
again and evermore.
– ..Niki
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