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He & Her - Part Two

As the warm whiff of the earths perfume accompanied her arms each time they wrapped around me, she gently whispered into my ears stories of the far away lands she had seen.
At night while the stars watched her run past my fingers connivingly, my eyes closed to convince me of having caught up with her. In fiction at least, finally we were one.

That is how much I loved her - the wind.

Part One

Comments

P. said…
Sigh.

Will there be a He & Her with the ocean? :)
July 31, 2013 at 12:28 PM
Akshay said…
Some day! Yes. Of course nothing like the sound of the ocean with the wind in your hair. : )
July 31, 2013 at 12:36 PM
Unknown said…
Beautiful Akshay.:')
August 6, 2013 at 12:48 AM
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