The ‘two’ – talking out the concept of soul mates on coffee table)
As we sat across each-other on the coffee table,
I raised my half full cup of latte whilst you looked at overflowing cappuccino
Stirring joys through conversations about million marvels,
We looked around in the room filled with smiles on faces we didn’t know.
Daring each-other to experiment with palates for a day
We moved on to exchanging views not vows
Though that usual bewilderment on your face led my concentration astray
We continued to grow over the concept of ‘now.’
We switched to a soulful note to discuss what connects ‘two’ in an overpopulated universe
And why ‘two’ can together stay content even in fool’s paradise
How just ‘two’ together find an undefeated purpose
What takes just ‘two’ to inspire stories penned by mavericks and wise.
How ‘two’ transform after tryst with companionship
And ‘two’ together go places on an unforeseen ride
But then its just the mutual trust that makes these ‘two’ sail through hardships
In moments of peace, the ‘two’ cherish sparkling memories sitting side by side.
Because the ‘two’ belong to each-other
And world belongs to them
And the ‘two’ can create magic out of mayhem.
So I elucidated all this to unravel the mystery of what binds souls
And you completed my sentences in a way like no one else could
Talking over mutual fears of loneliness, ignominy, and black hole
On the coffee table, we imagined the tranquil woods.