Absence makes heart grow fonder

(A tale of the Sunflower in the east and the butterfly in the west)

Except the few rustle of leaves over the hills, the morning was at ease to run the day. Clouds were jovially dispersing to clear the sky. Somewhere towards the west beneath the wooden framed window sill the butterfly slowly curled his body and twisted to flap his wings and tugged apart the bluish curtain sagging over him. It was an early beam that landed over this house and struck his forehead laden with the warmth of love and care that run deep down his veins which soon contracted throughout his body. A dose of affection; a shiver of excitement; a surge of love ever on rise has driven him crazy most of the times longing for her encounter.

To open the door just to welcome the early morning sun rays has become his favorite routine of the day. The greatest daily an offer he can’t refuse is to gaze at the rising sun and await with much hope to feel the presence of her glowing messages present in it. Thus, he was all gratitude as beam errands her rays just to drop sunflower’s message. It wasn’t a heat but it was a greeting couriered from the far-east. It wasn’t just a light but a streak of cordial dawn of doom bestowed upon them. As the day rolled on gradually, he couldn’t help then decipher the messages sent-off by the Sunflower.

As the night wore on, how much he wished to fly around her for a little more yet far and wide. Equally loneliness raced against him, he just solaced through the embrace of serene night looking at the moon and reveals his secrets to chilly breeze creasing across his face that blows towards the Sunflower.  Every time he looks at the moon only to see her bright glowing yellow color and accept the notion that in the distant east, an exquisite Sunflower would also be just counting the stars beneath azure sky at the coincident point. Beholding the delightful vision of her winking smile over the glittering face he recites, “Baby, I love you to the moon and back.” Before slumber steadily loomed over him as the time run round the clock…    

He duly entrusts his heart mantras to a gentle gust in honor of her mission in dispatching the messages each day from the rising hill. then, he pens down…

Dear…..

The finest, loveliest, heartiest, and most beautiful sunflower,

I was enthralled at the bright yellow,

Fate got me hovering over you

Mooring on you was my choice

And slurping nectar was love beyond control.

Please hear me out,

I hum not to your petal but heart;

 And kiss not your seed but soul,

Beautiful things are endless

My love is boundless

Your heart I have is priceless

My love you have is candid

Our bond is just matchless.

Amongst the countless of rest

My eye merely beholds you -

Sunflower!

What you are is all I ever need,

In you I have discovered me

I am more me when I am with you.

I love you today,

Tomorrow is 14^th

I love you more

And always.

You are too far

Yet too close to heart

Absence makes heart grow fonder.

As alike as two peas in a pot

The stable and peace shall befall unto us!

Sincerely Yours,

Butterfly