She walked down the aisle,
I walked down your heart
This legend is so vast
I don’t know where to start.
It began on the silliest note
More like a rom-com tragedy
You reading her the love letter you wrote,
But your eyes were locked with me.
We were strangers living too close to be called so
Used to meet in the park, walking our dogs
You were the handsome neighbor they called ‘cookie dough’,
And I, the cruel witch with the house in the fog.
We had unusual encounters, ones that people would never approve,
Our eyes searched for each other in the most uncanny moments
But the looks on our faces were so aloof,
Our bodies were the ones that went through the torment.
One time i saw you at the supermarket
Buying yourself cookies and juice
You stood behind me, my hand was the target,
That was when I knew you were desperate too.
You brushed my hand with the back of yours,
Of Course you were smart enough to call it a mistake
But your mistake seemed to be a failed detour,
As neither were you sorry nor did you hesitate.
We started seeing each other at the park,
The mornings for the dogs, the evenings for us
Even my dog liked you, at you he never barked,
And days you didn’t show up, he waited till the dusk.
Our unintended meetings became rendezvous
We started to talk, to laugh, even shout
The neighbours started to watch, there wasn’t much they could do
I’d say that was the time your wife began to doubt.
It was fueled the day we exchanged numbers
I promise I heard you yell form across the street
Talking to you somehow made this witch humble,
I started to seem happy and people started to greet.
But the day our tables turned was yet to come,
Your wife was out of town, took the dog along
That day in the park, i asked you your reason to come,
You looked me dead in the eye for so long.
When leaving, I asked you if you wanted to eat at Bran’s,
And you knew it took everything inside me to ask that
You took a moment to think, of course, you were a married man
But you dared not say no, couldn’t lose the only feather in your hat.
While on the way you suggest to go to my place,
“You praise your witch-craft a lot”, you say as you groan
I replied, “looks like I need to give you a taste”
I bet you felt the chills in your bones.
We reached my place, we took off our coats,
You praised the furniture, trying to make a conversation;
The way your eyes glittered, I could feel your dry throat
Oh! How I would feast on you if not for the obligations!
I wasn’t the best of cooks, but that day I put in my all,
I remember you praised it as if it was heaven you tasted
I sat there noticing your devilish eyes and cunning jaw
While you show regret for all the time you wasted.
While we talk at the dinner table, you slip a few words,
“My wife and I are more like an arrangement”, you spill out
“Explains why no kids, just a dog”, I purred
You grin at me as if you’d finish me in a draught.
An hour passed by, then another two passed away,
You get up saying it’s late, you wanted to leave
But I don’t know why your eyes screamed you wanted to stay,
I gathered all my courage to say, “why not stay for the eve?”
Your eyes shone brighter the moment I said it
I knew it was all the assurance you need;
You let go of the half open door and it clicked,
We both knew tonight we were doing the deed.
You came near me, hands still in the air unsure,
I touch your chest and you shiver under your skin
You were not waiting for consent anymore,
God, I still think of your beastly grin.
We made love till the morning, forgetting the rest,
But I could hear you thinking beneath the sheets
I gave you your time and space, staying silent at my best,
It was obvious, you were new in the game of cheats.
Next day my I was alone in the bed, a note on the table,
“I might be fond of witch-craft”, it read;
I kept it safe in my favorite book with a label,
Since then, it was your site I dread.
We were no longer the friends our neighbors thought we were,
We were two hungry wolves fulfilling our greed
Or maybe two lost souls seeking clarity in this world so blurr,
All I knew was, you were everything one could need.
I stopped showing up at the park, no more rendezvous
I didn’t respond to your hundred calls and even more texts;
I won’t lie, it was a state of guilt and blues,
But little’ did we know, what the world had for us next.
After a million tries you show up at my door,
I panic at your sight with a slight comfort of seeing you again
“She cheated on me, went to see someone in the name of a tour”,
I expected it to be heart-breaking but we sure didn’t feel any pain.
Only when you showed up, I realised I was dying,
I was longing to see you, to hold your hands
And I know I am wicked, but if I disagree I’d be lying
It was my life’s best sight, to see you remove that platinum band.
This time I walked down the aisle,
And I walked down your heart,
This legend is so vast
I don’t know where to start!
Poetry In My Veins 