In the walking ripples of the moments,
There was countless joy.

I've glimpsed him,
stared from very near.

Listened his breaths,
Every expiring breath was thrilling.

Felt his heartbeat,
Every beat was calling me by your name.

Your elongated pupil while staring at me,
Told me what you feel,
And I felt you on my nerves.

I felt you streaming in my veins,
Whipping in my heart,
Inhaling in my soul.

~Mery Ruaid