Dear Valentine

How far shall you go?

I've preserved your memories compressed,

In this fist-sized expanse of my heart.

Your essence carved diligently on my veins, 

Complaints of your depart.

And your momentary presence shall pour the greatest desire upon me forthwith.

I sense your footsteps clenching my soul,

In a hope of your onset over my pulse.

The sky holds the evidence of the ties of our sentiments

And awaits for us to reunite in jollity.

And the universe shall bind us together, putting all its endeavors at once.

The moment shall be too ecstatic to be swallowed and accepted,

That the stars shall mark the grand transitory.

And now that you are here, 

Blinking your real eyes and presenting your hand for a shake.

I stand still, spellbound,

Lost in the powerful aura, 

Mesmerized by the beauty of this moment,

Thinking about how to react to a situation that seems so obscure.

I say "hi".

This isn't going the way that it meant to be!

I hold back, 

And pretend to be normal,

But in the core, it's a huge fight of resistance and the waves of confession letting out loud.

So, on mustering up all the residue courage,

I propose a roadside random walk.

It's been eight years since then,

And that "walk" was the boldest move to bring this day to knock on my door.

Now that I own all of the creams I wished for, 

It feels complete as if,

A fault gets a charm beyond perfection.

But it's the quenchless craving,

That never happens to conclude, 

This never-ending passion to adore,

The finest jewel of my treasure,

Which are you, Dear Valentine.