I met her on a winter's evening - a beautiful blur of blue,white and laughter. I didn't know who she was then. All I noticed was that she had mastered the art of smiling and thrust it upon everyone she met. Our eyes met that first time and I didn't feel the awkward need to look away immediately as humans usually do after making eye contact the first time(or maybe it's just me who does that!).
On an impulse, way out of boundaries, I took her hand in mine. She looked at me at this sudden development but didn't pull back. Our palms were a natural fit, the crevices of my hand locking into her's perfectly, no awkward fingers, no pokes from nails, no uncalled for sweatiness in the mild winter chill.
I was listening intently to everything she was saying and everything she wasn't.
Words eh? They're just not the only things in a conversation you know?
By now, I knew better than to make my usual bad jokes, I shut my mouth and listened to her.
I have always been silent around new folks and this was no exception, I wanted to learn more about her. She was a mountain and a valley at the same time, a giant black hole and the largest star. I think I wanted to kiss her right then and there. I didn't. I couldn't. But as the evening progressed I stepped outside the lines again and kissed her lightly on the mouth. Like the scotch from the evening swirling with the ice, things fell into place. I felt her heart pulse against my chest as I held her close.
We danced into the midnight haze.
If only there was a vine with leaves as footholds to climb up to the very sun and dim it's light a little bit, would things in our universe be any different?
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