till we have faces

as i watched him walk towards me, all i could say was oh my god. that moment, watching him made me feel like i was watching all his photos come alive, i was watching all his photos walk towards me, i was watching all our conversations walk towards me

and as if in a trance.... i walked slowly towards him, my head tilted to the side to keep a better sight of his every move and every expression as he searched the crowd for me.... i think i might have had a silly, shy smile on my face which tried so hard not to appear so obviously shy.... and then he saw me, smiled one big happy smile and he opened his arms to me.... and the next second i was in them, being hugged, hugging back.... being kissed.... and i knew this was no stranger i was kissing.... this man whose arms held me will never be a stranger.... he is the other half of me.... he is my true love.... he is the reason for my existence.... my perfect fit.... the one person out of all the lives in all universes who called me into existence.... and i kissed him back with all i had in me... and held him tight for all the times we had been away from each other....

my hand slipped into his so naturally, as we walked i couldn't stop staring at his beloved face.... my eyes just kept being drawn back to him.... right then, right there, i wanted to make love to him with my eyes....being with him felt like finally.... breathing.... for the first time....