from the diaries of Tanvi

Invite me into your dream
You will be the king, I will be the queen
We will take our horses and ride
Across the pastures of our desire
Along the mountains of our ambition 
Through the breeze of our intuition
Our horses gallop amid the trees
Their pace resembling our heartbeat
We will lie down beside the lake
In the grass, at the sky we stare
The azure vastness above us bright
Where slowly drifting clouds reside
We don't hug, we don't even touch 
But it feels natural to be just us, like that
We will wait there till the stars show up
Lighting the dark sky and our desire to hug
We will take a boat and go deep into the lake
Stopping in the middle, at a mesmerizing place
Where the surface of the water reflects what's above
As if we are in between two skies - with one below
The whole world will be ours, just you and me
We will make our own kingdom like Adam and Eve.

Hug

Everything in the room seems to exist just for the sake of existence. Nothing in the room shows a protest of being misplaced or mishandled. Even the half closed door seems to be in concurrence with its position. Half the room is filled with light from the florescent lamp in the adjacent room. The fan is set at just the right speed to personify the cool breeze in the house to a small kid running & playing in and out of each room, resonating the feeling and ambience of comfort. She slowly glides towards me in her pink night dress and gives out her hand.
 
Lying on the bed, I look at her eagerly and stretch out my hand to hold hers. She pulls me up effortlessly and I stand right in front of her. I feel her warm breath on my chest and I move close to softly kiss her shoulders. She slowly drags me walking back and pulls me to a corner of the room near the wardrobe beside the shower room. She seems to be few steps ahead of me for she kept on the shower with hot water running. As she opens the door, the steam rushes upon us challenging the warmth in our intimacy. I pull her close and stand in front of the open door letting the steam flow into the room creating a mix of hot and cold air inside. We move towards each other as if two pieces of a puzzle are being brought to their right place to complete the picture. We hug.

Neither tightens the grip but still feel inseparable. Seconds turn to minutes and then hours and time comes to a halt. Holding its breath it gazes at us. We hear nothing else apart from two hearts beating slowly falling in synch forming a peaceful rhythm. For the first time a wave of gratitude towards being alive flows through the body.