That day we first met
Your eyes spoke substantial
And I pranced in their depths
Like another silly butterfly.
I remember the way
Gray patches on the sky
Spoke for us
And gently burst into silvery Droplets
that you called ‘tears’ .
The perfume that I wore
And your searing scent
Still lingers on my mind
And I never cease to turn
Into a foggy mess
Of nostalgia
And then you gazed at me
Feigning emotions after emotions-
When my fingers trembled
With apparent tension
Between just the two of us!
And when I think of the times
We sat together In that very place-
Like we knew each other since years
I’d felt the deceit in your eyes
But I only shrugged it off.
The way your lips twitched
On every mention of your name
Like you hated it
I should have known That it was not the name
But the person who said it
That made you wince in discomfort.
And I would dismiss my feelings away
Like a shepherd does to his flock of sheep
But in vain-
For they are not dauntless enough to flee;
Likewise, the sentiments that I felt.
And now I breathe hard
and hold back the tears
Whenever I think of those times
I momentarily had thought you to be mine!
copyright © Varina Rasquinha 2015
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