By Nirupama Soren
I was just a coincidence
Had it nit been me
It could have been anybody else
Bleeding through texts,
Smiling in your warm embrace.
1 out of 1.4 billion, quite special, yet;
It could have been anybody else.
Just at the right place in the right time
My fortunate invisible red thread
I wasn't tailor made for you
But i stitched my veins to be
It could have been anybody else.
Your eyes lit up my little cottage
Opening doors to uncharted terrains
Like Jasime perfumed fields
A bee drunk on your pollen
It could have been anybody else.
Your laughter pouring into me
Like a magical portion.
Star gazing on fire fries silhouettes.
It could have been anybody else.
Turning marbles into crystals
An alchemist perhaps I thought
You said I can paint purple hues
But in reality the magic lain in you
It was not me, it never was me.
It could have been anybody else.