The lock that unlocks!

He was confused..

She was concerned..

He struggled within confines..

She struggled to break his cages..

He looked up to her for salvation..

She looked up to him with absolution..

He couldn’t find words to pour..

She couldn’t find words to coax them out..

As the words failed both of them,
The eyes spoke volumes..
She held him..
He gave in..
She locked him in her embrace..
He found himself unlocking..

The key to his locks,
Was long buried within
The gentle lock of her embrace..


Previously published here > https://aadhira.wordpress.com/2016/01/24/the-key-to-his-locks/

The tale from the tune..

I was referred to a musical adventure by my friend Colin (@ http://www.meandray.com). Thanks once again for referring that beautiful song..

This music of the song spoke to me of a tale.. And while I started replying to thank, I started describing what vision was painted from the music.. The description sounded sort of poetic just like the music.. I loved listening to it and as well writing it..

The musical adventure is by Emerson, Lake & Palmer

There are two pauses in the song and the following is for the music between the two pauses..

He is wearing a tuxedo
She is wearing a gorgeous blue dress..

The blue, as in the shade of water
As it appears in the midday,
When clouds rest in the laps of mountains
And leave the sky to have
A hearty and uninterrupted conversation
With the Vast deep ocean..

He is sitting on the garden
Next to the shallow region of the river
Water flows softly with a mild melody
As it speaks sweet nothings with the wind..

She hears him on the piano
She understands that it’s for her..
She has to cross the water to reach him..
She takes each step so stealthily
And with the minimal of noise
To give a surprise as well as
Not to disturb the serenity of the moment..

As she reaches him, she blinds him with her hands
And he grabs her by the waist and pulls her in front of him..
She laughs heartily without any single worry..
For she is in his hands..
His face brightens up seeing her laughter..

He kisses her playfully and it grows on to be passionate..
As they both lose themselves to each others embrace..

When they hit back earth,
There is some unnamed happiness,
Beyond description, reason or point..

They start dancing..
The Slow and sensual salsa..
They revolve around each other
Drunk in love and the other..

The tunes change,
The moods change,
The beats change..
The dance too changes..

As time flows,
It seems to be long way from that day..
Something has broken them apart..

They could neither leave
Not be together with the old giddiness..

And the lyrics speak again
And the trance comes to a close!

The key to his locks

He was confused..

She was concerned..

He struggled within confines..

She struggled to break his cages..

He looked up to her for salvation..

She looked up to him with absolution..

He couldn’t find words to pour..

She couldn’t find words to coax them out..

As the words failed both of them,
The eyes spoke volumes..
She held him..
He gave in..
She locked him in her embrace..
He found himself unlocking..

The key to his locks,
Was long buried within
The gentle lock of her embrace..