Distance

She draped herself a red saree, those deep kohl lined eyes, made her look no less a fairy. He woke up to his beloved, spellbound, by her beauty. Her shyness, betrayed her cheeks to go red; 'Your favorite colour,' she uttered, 'my sweetie'. He wouldn't blink even if the world would crumble; utterly desperate he went, to feel his deity. Interruption, a sudden, arose in their enchantment, his phone screen went black, trespassing every ability. Those 5 minutes, in between, rechecking, aching, seemed to them an eternity, It was the distance again, disturbing their connectivity. A smile whether sweet, or a tear a saline, they prattled a while, soliciting an intimacy. But, their love, howbeit, defeated every mile with an unbeatable velocity. Those lips, those arms though remained unwrapped, her eyes, his gaze, natheless, comforted them a forever certainty ~pari-phrasis