A Blurred Glass

Just as I closed one door, another opened in the aisle

I stepped precariously first, hastily next

Touched open the door wide and peeped inside

It was beautiful and serene but empty

The soft click of the door closing amplified

All around me it was just me, my heartbeat and breathing

And a yearning to touch and experience things around me

Everything was electrified with a strange foreign energy –

Completely alien but painfully tempting

Eyes closed I sensed everything I could get at

Exhilarated, I could feel myself vibrating in sweat.

Something moved – I dashed towards it.

Nothingness again, but pulse wouldn’t rest

 A fever burning within, I rested my cheek

On the cool foggy glass – found solace in chaos

I saw him through the blurred glass

He looked at me square, unassuming face, difficult eyes

But I knew it was him I had felt and caressed

He came closer, I pressed further

Matching his hands on the glass, his face matching mine –

It was the forever moment of pause

We both celebrated the touch-less warmth.

Till they opened the door and dragged me out

I did not protest, I didn’t call out

I looked on – still behind the glass, reaching till last

And I knew he was real, I saw him through a blurred glass

Not knowing if I’ll find him, away from the blurred glass.