That was a moment

When the undercurrents were so strong

In that confined space

Nothing mattered then

Like famished souls we checked out each other

Those almond shaped eyes

Her tresses cascading to her knees

And her raw feminine intensity

It was too much for me

I grabbed her and kissed her passionately

She reciprocated...

Infusing me with inexplicable vitality

The chiming indicated one of us had reached our floor

It was her's

She left...

Who she was

What was her room number

How long would be there at The Lalit

I was lost

I checked for her at the breakfast lounge

But I didn't see her anymore as long I stayed there

She left...

Creating a void

Which I couldn't fill ever

Those mystical eyes

And those wavey tresses

That woman was earth.

©LR