' Untitled: Iii ' Poem by indira babbellapati

...and then you came
with no paraphernalia
as unobtrusively as you alone can
and led me home away from home
clasping my left hand
with your right and drawing it
close to your heart
as if nothing can allow it to slip...
i assumed a young and foolish persona
on the dark rickety road we traveled by
in that child-like glee
walking me into moonlight,
you showed me my home

the clock stopped
the distant sea stood as witness
as i sealed my heart
with words of love
you scribbled...

17jul2010
11.43hrs