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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