Moment of Mistakes

So, it takes just a second,
A moment when one is beckoned.

Slowly travelling through the vein,
It took time to reach my brain.

Having no clue,
That second just flew.

Everything that followed ain't any same,
No wonder they say, Love is a game.

Can't I face her now?
Will I be able to, How?

My hands had rust,
There ain't no trust.

Being conservative was good,
Being open is not my food.

It took time to see,
But now I see the Sea.

A Sea of fear,
Unnoticed goes where a tear.

So, it takes just a second,
A moment when one is beckoned.

// Blink //

Blink!
It all flashes by.
On a Sunday evening, after having an amazing weekend, I walk by the sunny lawns and blink - that moment flashes.

// December 13, 2010 //
Crowded by people I knew, my view of her was been blocked. The reason I had been through this long 24 hour flight was waiting in desperation for that one moment.We were to meet after four long dry months.

Clearing the people aside, I speed my way to her. Just seeing her made it all worthy. I could keep seeing her all day in that moment. In a flash, she is in my arms, trust me nothing was better than this. Nothing.

I could rejoice all those moments spent together and could feel her. In light voice I whisper assuring her, "I love you." And reach for her neck to leave my smooth mark. Precious.

For I could see her in a Salwar with that smooth, silky and thick black hair. I knew this was what I needed. Her skin just felt warm and wiped my tears with love.

That was all I could desire for. Love, at its purest best.
Lucky me.

If moments spent together are remembered at the most random times, what else can it mean?

PS: Penning a dream, a walking dream in the sunny-windy weather of Florida. This moment is what makes me live for. More than her, I love such moments spent with her.