He was the one



   I saw him that night. There he was. He owned the whole place.The energy around him was electric. As if by some magnetic force the people were drawn to him,floating like butterflies around hi. Everyone wanted to be with him,everybody wanted to be around him. He oozed confidence,energy and masculinity. He was the one. The one I was looking for all this time,all these years. There he was,right in front of me and even though whole place was floating around him like the some storm sucking everything in around it,he just had the eyes for me. We were locked in the gaze right that moment,frozen in time. Not a care in the world,the moment where everything was scary and bright,exciting,electric and scary. There we were,locked in the gaze,the moment that would trigger the story of us. His dark hair were darker than night itself. His eyes shone in the dance lights like the sparkle of a champagne. He was dressed sharp,looking good. It looked like he had it all and at that moment,he had me on the palm of his hand too. There I was,lost at the party and surrounded by people I don’t know but I saw him and somehow,suddenly,it all was ok,it was alright.
   Suddenly he approached me,moving slow,with big strides and swagger,people looking and noticing me. He got to me,looked me in the eyes and it felt once more like time was frozen. It felt like I could see through time and space,lost like a puppy in his overpowering gaze. He grabbed my hand,the touch was electrifying. I couldn’t hold the touch but he didn’t let go,he held it tighter and pulled me in for the kiss. The kiss felt like nothing I have ever felt before. The explosion of light,sweetness and wine,fireworks of the heart and the light show of the soul. I was smitten,struck and swept away. He was the one,right there,right then,the kiss,the touch,he was the one. 


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