REMINISCENCE

It was the year 2014 and it rained like Gatsby’s love. Retro, intense, unique and elegant. I’ve witnessed it since the start. I’ve seen your heart painting an involuntary smile on your face when his message came on your phone and I heard that lovely Mockingjay whistle. I’ve seen that eagerness in your eyes and worry in your words when you waited for his reply or call. Lots of days I’ve witnessed your love through the windows of your words and most of them were accompanied with a mild wind of happiness which would wet and blur the windows of sadness all around. You both drenched themselves for days but the rain never stopped. I witnessed it from a distance with an umbrella and smiled in amusement. It makes all the sense now why you people didn’t even need an umbrella back then, you just had each other and each other’s arms. I don’t know and remember much about your first official date but I know it involved few things- two cups of coffee (maybe ice-tea), trembling hands, beating hearts and hesitant words off two hesitant lips. He wanted to remember each moment and you wanted to live every next one with him. Climbing, falling, scared, again falling and again climbing- such were your thoughts and such is your journey. But one thing remained intact throughout- your love and his commitment, your excitement and his calmness, your never ending cheerful talks and his gaze at you in astonishment. You flew together and you've met some hailstorms too, Clouds rained cheerfully very often and sometimes lightening occurred too. But you both flew strong and you’ve defied every doubtful thought. I’m a tiny-little-small bit proud of myself, for all the pushes I gave you to move ahead with him in the start. I did that because I saw you happy in true sense and imagined my own fantasy love story coming true. Today you looks happier than ever and more beautiful than any other day. Both of you are the star-crossed lovers of my life and you’ve  finally ended up together.

SOMEDAY

Someday,

I will build a sweet landscape

And ditch my bitter hallucinations.

Everything I’ll create,

Will be far away from this earth.

I will take your hand and
As soon as we'll depart,

I will call upon some poems.

Not a dozen, just a couple.

One for you and

Another one again for you,

Obviously.

I will pour a million stars,

In a glass of wine,

Brewed with laughter and musings.

I know you will fear,

Some birds will chase us,

And some will chase us for days.

But, I will drive fast.

Maybe I’ll fly in style,

If you’ll help me grow some wings.

And then I’ll speak some more.

If you'll insist,

I’ll try to sing, to make you laugh.

But, I will turn away my face.

And I’ll be laughing the whole time.

I will turn on the TV,

And we’ll watch movies.

Not too many, just one or two.

Your favorites will be my favorites,

Obviously.

Suddenly I’ll be silent

And I’ll look into your eyes,

I’ll search for my face

And I will see your face. 

I’ll love to get lost in them,

But I won't leave you alone.

I know you’ll be there with me,

I’ll be there too.

You and me, dancing.

Beneath your yawning eyelids,

And behind your playful eyebrows.
Everywhere.
In our dreams and in the daylight reality.

If you’ll feel cold,

Or you’d wish to see the earth,

We’ll come back to earth.

We’ll travel together,

Touching the wind

And plucking the yogurt clouds.

Maybe we’ll spend a week

Or the whole winter below.
We will wake up from a good sleep,

The sun will greet us

And it will be our friend again,

Then I’ll craft a boat.

The way you’ll want it to be,

Obviously.

We’ll sail once again.

Back to that landscape,

Or maybe to a new city.

Wherever you’d say,

But far away from this earth,

Someday.

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