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Little Encounters of Love

~ Nuraine Sadaf ~ Leave a comment

At the cafe, we both reached out at once towards the cup of coffee placed at the counter. Our hands stopped midway, she turned and looked at me.

Our eyes locked for.. one second, two seconds, three seconds.. 

She quickly blinked and looked away.

I apologized and said, “Please, go ahead.”

She hesitated while reaching for the coffee.

So I said, “It’s fine, I am in no hurry.”

She lifted the cup, turned towards me again, looked into my eyes and gave me a smile.

I felt my heart stop.

She said, thank you and walked away.

 

The Wait

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Who would have known

That I would sit here

Whiling away my time

Staring absently at the sky. 

 

Sometimes a honey bee

Breaks my reverie

Sometimes I sip on my tea

Listening to chirping melodies. 

 

Hours fly by 

From daylight to twinkles in the sky

As I sit and dreamily wait

For my lover to walk through the gate. 

 

A Warm Bakery

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On a rainy morning,

At some time of the day in mid-winter

I heard a sound of hustling, 

Was it the trees rustling?

No silly, it’s the silver crockery

Crowded in Malvern Buttery. 

The sounds of murmur rise in the air,

Is this a cafe or a winter fair?

With the warm smell of coffee

and oven-baked soft breads

A tingling grumble rises deep in the belly.

Longing

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I am sorry, I was away.

When I arrive,

I will search in your eyes

for longing and desire.

I guess,

you would miss me.

 

When I arrived,

 You never turned my way.

Or look towards me.

You even failed to realize,

I was away. 

 

I am standing by your side.

With longing and love in my eyes

Hoping, one day you’ll turn my way.

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