You wished me love

You wished me love
And it came!
Glued at the keyhole
Dreamy eyes
Soaked the first sight of the sun ray
The dark and lonely ice-age gave way
In a blink of eye
I saw seasons changing

Unprepared to receive it
Trying to deceive it
I remained where I was
The doorbell went unanswered
Slipped beneath the closed door
was an envelope

With trembling hands I opened it
And what a surprise!
Couldn’t believe my eyes
It was a plain white sheet
No words , No colors
A puzzled moment passed
Then it occurred to me
That’s how its supposed to be
That love stories aren’t written in heaven
God has played his part
gave me a heart
Now its me
And no one else
who would write my love story

At that moment I saw
Rainbows gleaming
Star lights beaming
On that plain white sheet
bit by bit, with colors of dream
I wrote my love story

And I wished you love
I’m sure it would reach you
May catch you unprepared
May slip an envelope
beneath the closed door

But don’t be surprised
There would be nothing in it
Just a plain white sheet

Because God has played his part
gave you a heart
Now its you
And no one else
who would write your love story

Perhaps I can’t
And for sure I don’t want
to influence
The course of a free flowing river
But I would wait for confluence
Of two original stories
A story that we can call our story

Feb 14, 2007