Repercussions of Her

Her voice grabbed my attention, like a song.
Every syllable she uttered was lyrical, like poetry.

It was beautiful!
And their meaning, as deep as Rumi’s thoughts.

Every pause she made, felt like measured.
Pressing down time & space, around me.

Slowing it down, at her control, bringing it to a standstill.
My entire attention, my entire existence started diffusing into hers.

I was drowning into a bottomless well, of goodness.
These were, the repercussions of her.

– Karthik

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