Beyond Words

Gazing fondly at the nocturnal skyline,
I spot a constellation of our memories together.
The dead silence seems to speak volumes about things we never said, but were heard nevertheless.
The Summer Sun is the witness of our angry stomping, games of chase and cheery grins.

The daffodils sway back and forth to the melody of our off-key singing and booming laughs.
Oh, how the monsoon rains celebrate our carefree dances!
Efficient washing away the dirt human behavior ensued.
Your friendship feels like the fluffiest blanket and I will never not snuggle closer to the warmth.

Hugs that melt the hardest icicles, feeling like hot chocolate on a chilly Christmas Eve,
And smiles that rival the shimmer of precious gemstones.
Like the sweet aroma of Arabian jasmine,
Those moments engulf me- basking me in loving affection.
Your existence is the whiff of a new paperback to me-
Caging me in with tender strength,
Guarding me from the vicious reality and my dormant demons alike.

An attempt to repay you would equalize chasing horizons,
And albeit I’d definitely run till there’s land beneath my foot,
All I can do is grin and perhaps shed a tear or two,
Incredibly failing to express what I feel for you.

Yours truly,

The Ink Warrior.