Shweta Chaturvedi

Romance

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Shweta Chaturvedi

Romance

My Open Love Letter

My Open Love Letter

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My Dear Love,

Listen to my heart what it says!


I am not a teen to fall in love with a guy who attracts her with his sensible talks or sensual touch or who takes her for weekend dates or long drives, who sings for her and plays saxophone or guitar. No, it's not infatuation, not a love of first sight, it's not the outburst of youth hormones. These eyes are not seeing the beauty in worldly things for the first time. I have felt the intensity of love in the wide open sky, arms stretched to the feel the wind, skin drenched in rain, feet feeling the grass carpet beneath, all lost in petrichor emanating from soil. I have felt true love.


Now I am aging gracefully and, turning more beautiful, suave, equanimous and poised. At thirty-eight, I am still chirpy, joyous, creative, make art, writing poems and again falling in love every day with myself. 


This is a sense of youthful exuberance that comes from inside where you reside, with you I again feel myself breathing and alive. I smile when there is no one around cutting jokes or tickling my tummy and soles of my feet. I get tired though, feel low, sometimes depressed and crying to my pillows, but whenever I get up my heart still sings the song you teach me, my eyes twinkle with the sheer delight of your thoughts, again I keep my chin up and walk with more sophistication. That's the same pure love I ever felt in open sky, winds, and petrichor. Your love is as divine as mother nature welcomes my soul. 


You touched the depth of existence inside my soul. You discovered my ingenuity there, you showed me my own light.


Without you, my body is just like an empty seashell, gorgeous but floating with the direction of waves. I don't want to be crushed on the sand. I want life, which I see in the pupil of your bright eyes. I want to be in the echo of your voice. I am ready to be crashed into the galaxy of your eyes, I am ready to die in the beats of your heart. Come back, wrap me in your arms, kiss me hard and take me to timelessness, where you left my love, where it was supposed to be, where it was meant to be!


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