How do we know who's rhythm matches with ours?
How do we dance to a single tune together?
Or rather, how do our souls realise the right one is here?
The eyes met, the gleam of the eyes that was lost in the mundane life, sparkles. There goes the smirk in her lips, she tries to hide. He just captures that. They both know there was something.
The Tint in her cheeks gradually heads towards a beautiful red just like the rising sun in the eastern sky. Butterflies, they say it? Oh! She felt a lot many emotions then. It was like an Oops, why can't I stop?
Fighting a silent 'yes' or 'no', she turned her head left, lurking to get a glimpse of that guy who just took her heart away. She just wished she will get a glimpse and nothing more. The moment was serene, he just leaned in to see her amidst the crowd, and she turned to get his glimpse. And yet again, their eyes met. This time with a greater passion, Greater desire and quintessential love.
They knew the rhythm was calling for them. They started walking towards each other to find a spot where they could sit, talk, just know each other. Breaking the silence, he invited her over to his apartment. Through the myriad smiles that stretched across their faces on the way, their eyes had found each other. Settling down in the comfort of the apartment, along with the unsettling spark, she sat close to him. The kind of close enough which wouldn't be intimidating but just perfect to breathe in the rhythm of that very moment.
And then they found one that matched the silence of the afternoon, beside the rain pattered windows, mildly lit with candles, white drapes hanging down, a couch that just felt right. He pulled her gently with a smile and she returned back with another. He wrapped her around. Both warm and comfortable. The rain with its melodious patter, had the drops crashing at a little distance, adding to the aesthetic beauty of the afternoon.
There was a silent 'hum' in the air, they tried to capture it. Her fingers moved through his beard, which was welcomed with a grin on his face. The theme of the afternoon seemed to be love in the white silence. Shyly, but finally she looked up, and he was waiting when she would be comfortable to break the silence. But for them, they didn't speak. They just drowned in each other's eyes, smiled through the afternoon, their inner self tapping to the silent hum of the afternoon.
Baby little steps and he leaned in.
*Sigh* she breathed heavily. Right there, she realised that her heart had found a new address.
They were in sync. The frequency of their tune matched. The day she knew she found her rhythm of life.
They found themselves in each other.
Yet another love kindled.
Because, all you need is love.
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