Twinkle

Twinkle in her eyes, matching the fierceness of her heart.

A rapidfire deluge of love and laughter...

A sweetened cardamom tea which she keeps sipping

the light touches adding fairy-dust sprinkles to the heat

the tips of the morning light adding caresses to her day and night

Life after life

This was the moment of reckoning

the moment of truth

There is so much to be felt

the crisp and fluffy food

or the light intoxicating tea

demure morning light

or frantic evening fights

Love was a two-way street

and they were both caught in the middle.

"Let's enjoy,"he said, and his smile was the sort which caught fire in the heat, and spread warmth and cheer.

Little did she know she would be caught in the aftermath of chaos

sort of like fantasy tripping over her own shoelaces

like a little girl

caught in a puddle - ever-widening, ever-deepening, ever-spreading.