Spellbound

How can it be? It's just a brunch!

Yet you sit here spellbinding me..

And nobody is watching, except for your eyes

And your sight fills the room

The music that’s playing melts in this moment

And I realize my eyes are not dry..

They say something beautiful, your eyes

Like a lovely song in a language I can’t understand

The music of which only I comprehend

And I don’t wish to memorize the tune

But just the bliss to stay and linger around

In this moment untouched by the world outside

So I beg to borrow some time from all the time I have

to defer the next second not containing this moment

But this moment is so strong and yet light

Like a dove set to take its flight

How do I keep it till this song ends

till your eyes leave mine?

We do the talking through the curves on our face

We walk the lanes of the memories that have just flashed

Only if I could praise; and if at all I could praise

The beauty of what we are going through now, this day

I would write forever and still remain unsated

And to understand the depth of this moment

I will have to seed it in all my dreams

We remain seated next to each other

And I feel as safe as if I were in your arms

We don’t move as if happily paralyzed

Yet I’m living a thousand lives

I don’t know, how you feel and if you understand

But all that your eyes contrive

Is like a dreamy place in a mist

Where I wish to remain endlessly

But you don’t understand

And I would know, if you did

The mirage that your eyes have created

Will do no good to me afterwards, amidst those sands

Tell me if this music will flow

Or is it just a fantasy that I plough?