He kissed my feet

Feeling love again

Prayers are often answered
In the best unexpected ways
Prayers in the form of tears,
Of breathless restrain on falling apart on closed door.
Having to swim in the ocean instead of drowning
Drowning in the sea of subjugation
Being deaf in the echo of quite,subtle or loud rejection.
Nostalgia running down through cheeks
In cold winter nights
All come to meet in one point,
Point of reality.
Prayers are sometimes answered
In different paradigm,
In different universe,
Where sheepish smiles
Blinkless stares,
Soft hand holding
Old chivalry
Our favourite song
Everything made sense,
Everything became alive
From the grave of deads
That once was called love.
In this life I got to have him again
Like he shape shifted
To cut open my heart
And bring out all the love
That withered away
In the rejuvenating light
Of his warm hug.
How he shape shifted
And started playing
That musical chime
Namely his voice
Like waves crushing
Every sound,note,intonation replicated him.
I knew the universe was compensating
The love I pledged to him
With a short lived muse
Who touched me like he did
Fearless,eager,burning
And accepting of all that’s not acceptable.
That muse kissed my lips
Endless times as if the world would end that night
For all the reunion of lips I was deliberately denied
So that muse kissed with intension
Of how worthy I was
With conviction to utter
You are safe with me
To whisper in my ears,"Who hurt you?"
As in this parallel universe
He came to resurrect all the broken promises
Light up all the deemed sparks
And awake my hidden soul
Like a messiah to a doomed cast
And I knew it was him when
He kissed my feet
In a dark hazy land
Of departure looming over our head
Just like the last time.