Gaurav Gurung

That Day in the Garden

You ran along the lush green garden with your hair flinging along the lines of air like soaring kites. 

My mind was stuck in a whirlwind while you anchored me with your touch.

You held my hand and locked my fingers within yours.

All I could see was your crescent smile, your fleeting dimples softening like shadows at dusk. As the wind crossed us it left a cold longing within our hearts that was hard to name.

The breeze lifted your hair letting it dance freely amidst the diaphanous haze. Gently, I unfurled my fingers from yours and ran them across your heavenly face, tracing the contours of the most beautiful sight my eyes had ever beheld.

I was so lucky to have you and you were happy to have me.

Butterflies- pairs of them- fluttered around us, and for a moment, we stood frozen, our gazes locked, lost in each other 

Lost in time,

Lost at a great time-

Lost in the moment

Lost forever.