just so you know…

Place me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm. For love is as strong as death, its jealousy as enduring as the grave. Love flashes like fire, the brightest kind of flame.
Song of Songs 8:6

I

I am me, said the fledging….

so am I, said the other, and the other, and the other….

Huh, said the fledging, But WHO am I?

and silence followed…..

aquamarine

there it was… that little piece of heaven….so beautiful… so peaceful… a sight for sore eyes… a sight for a very migraine-weary, heat “stroked” nauseated traveler… like the coolest waters of the Atlantic frozen in time…

his very own body of cool water… to drink to splash, to EXIST in

Gaya herself could not fathom a better trinket…. it lay there on her slim wrist invitingly…. nirvana, nibbana, Janna, Eden…..

he felt like he could almost drown in that piece of perfection….

SALVATION

”Um tum aisay kyoon daikh rahay ho?”she asked shyly….

Cough COUGH… “UMMM its your eyes, they're…..”

“no you can’t!!!!!”

”What??”

“save your breath!!! you can’t have it….”

so saying she sweetly walked out of the room….