S O M E W H E R E I N C A L C U T T A I
The night had settled in, the darkness encased the rooftop café, the summer breeze brushed our faces, it was time to go home..
Old red walls, dim yellow lights, wooden railings; the deserted stairway was gasping for a story to be told;
Suddenly everything ceased to exist, only the synchronization of heartbeats, till we found our lips crawling in search of unknown territory;
Your eyes glistened with love as my body pushed yours against the wall, moments overlapped, your odour stifled my senses yet again as my lips brushed against your skin tracing your body like a silhouette, numbness grew around us like creepers as we became oblivious to the knowledge of time..
the dull stairway, was now glowing with an intense hue and as you slipped your fingers between the gaps of mine while we walked down the sidewalk, the orange moon peeping amidst the dry leaves and streetlights, whispered, “You’re home!”
Was it a moment or was it eternity?