"Infinity times Infinity"


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I shy away, trying to hide my face because I can't look at your eyes again. Somehow, your fingers run through my hand like a miracle. I turn myself towards you.

You smile. My lips feebly curl into a smile as I turn red. You hold my hand and bring it near your face. As it touches your chin, I feel the heat on your skin. You are still smiling that smile, but your eyes are fiery. I separate my hand from yours and caress your face. You have such beautiful eyes, and nose. My heart beat amplifies with every minute that passes by, and I can see yours does too. I take your hand; my eyes locked with yours and slowly leap towards your side. The emotion building up inside, swarms across, from you to me, and from me to this hazel dream. I hesitate. You pull yourself back from this trance. I quietly follow. 
The night gets darker. The bus we are on leaves a track of its being as it speeds up, filling the tranquility with the lazy sound of an old engine, struggling not to disappoint its master. I take a quick glimpse of your magical countenance. You are so bright, like a beautiful painting on the canvas. I vanish into the profundity of this mutual yearning, as my fingers interlock with yours, passing out our heat to each other's veins. A sudden emptiness surges down my stomach, and reaches up to the heart. I put my cheek on your shoulder. An addictive fragrance of your body stirs my lungs. I remain lifeless, in my mental uncertainty. You turn yourself towards me and come closer. I glance at you but quickly hide myself, as you illuminate so beautifully in the faint light of the vehicle. I lift my eyes to get a sight of you. Our eyes meet. We fall in love again. 
We sit motionless, staring at each other’s eyes. The way you look at me freezes my nerves.  As you bring your face nearer, and your lips touches mine, an anomalous feeling crawls deep inside me. My heart swells up with a bizarre desolation, yet my head feels lightened. I sit still; attempting to absorb your warmth, in its entirety, for my own sanity has gone astray, at your touch. I pull myself away from your mesmeric kiss, hesitantly. My lips feel softened by your very tenderness. I try to go back to that split of a minute to try to understand how it felt, how everything felt, but in vain. The bus halts suddenly. The jerk makes me come back to the reality. I realize I am still gaping at your pretty eyes. And the music that follows gives the moment, a dramatic perfection. We smile at each other acknowledging this serendipity...






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