And they just Smiled :)

“Whenever she looked at him, one thought always lingered in her mind. How did he see her…did he observe her or just glanced her of the glimpses inside. Did he look at her bosom or the beauty locked inside? What kind of thoughts swirled his mind when she was around…were they peacefully sinful or a ripple somewhere to be found out.

He knew her thoughts maybe …and sealed her with unknown territories through his lips…He did not silence her but invoked a charm of its own kind. She wanted to be his mind to know her soul like an epiphany. They played in the needs of each other …unspoken and somewhat alluded desires..When their bodies united they touched each other’s soul  …they experienced birth and salvation in those moments of union. Their eyes when held each other …they smiled as if they understood the storm inside and the love one of a kind.”

This above note I had found in an old library book, I don’t know who had kept it or written it .But I thought about them .I imagined the woman moving her hand sometimes on her navel and the womb when she took bath, when water flowed on her supple skin, maybe she was like nature …procreating …giving birth to the love they had . What was the man like in the story , did he kiss her neck often ?Did he look at her while she slept , did he ever kept his tired head in her lap? Did he ever tell her his fears? What kind of shirts did he wear? Did he sleep like a child ,  holding and hiding the childhood in the closed palm somewhere behind?Thinking about a man is like swimming in the ocean , you know the water but not the tides ,you know the fury but not the calm .. Was he trying to forget something over his wine or was he closing his eyes in the night sky and remembering everything … I don’t know. Sometimes we need to love what we love and the universe listens to our free soul.

I saw the spring outside my window and I just had a warm smile thinking about what must have happened and it gave me peace.