P.S. I Love You

She moved a little closer, she could feel the warm air blowing on her face, his breath like fresh air was as if bringing her back to the life. With little difficulty she pushed her eyes wide open, his beautiful face was peeping out of the warm blanket, in which she had tucked him like a new born last night. His eyes were closed, mouth slightly open and his face little downwards as if he was resting on her arm. She realized she was still enwrapped in his arms. She then raised her hand and began to caress his hair; his childlike innocence mixed with the freshness of morning was a solace to her.

The rays of light that signaled the dawn were penetrating through the window curtains and onto his face; with a mild jerk he dimly opened his eyes. His grays glistened and her heart fumbled. He then smiled and gave a peck on her cheek, he uttered, Good Morning Love! She felt as if the whole world had upturned in that moment and had come to a standstill. Everything was bygone and forsaken in that instance. All that was existent and real was him and her together, she returned back to his glittering grays which had now turned into greens,  she smiled and said; Good Morning Baby! God  Bless You.

‘Love has its various modes of expression sometimes silent and sometimes loud enough that could be clearly heard, finding a mode to express what ones heart narrates has always been complicated. But what makes it easy and good going is nothing but again love itself.’

It was this time of the year last time in 2011 when I was alone and awaiting someone to be my special one. It is this time of the year when I am celebrating our soulful union with this little piece of writing. Happy Anniversary (first month) love, it is this beginning that shall lead us towards a wonderful end. Thank You my loving husband for making my life what I call as perfect!

P.S. I Love You.