LOVE : Never to be found

chapter 3

Iris' POV...

        How beautiful it feels walking by, holding his smooth yet strong arms, suddenly this world turn out heavenly so dreamy the weather has become...I'm feeling I'm on cloud nine right now. His feathered touch making me feel so special . Mark holding embracing me with such a warmth as if he is protecting a precious pearl from worldly evils. Nothing but his strong arms only can give me such secured feeling. He is assuring me , " whatever it may be doesn't matter, but I will always be there for you, protecting you from harsh winds, nothing but only my love would be there for you to touch you , the only access to you...my love !"
    
      At his heart melting words, suddenly an intense urge arises to place passionate kisses on his lips , through which he is uttering those beautiful words to me. Stardust everywhere in the air, warm winds of passion intensifying our emotions to feel each other and hold on the moment then and there in a flow.
 
     His strong arms holding me by waist leaving feathered tackling all over in my body, goosebumps are so visible right now. Closing that distance in between us I hang around him placing my hands around his neck, patting caressing eachother he leans over me placing his soft lips over mine, ahh  this touch sending cold shiver all over ..in each part of my body. He gets that access to my mouth, our lucious lips started doing tango in a rhythm, an endless dance .. everlasting. I'm losing my senses to him, my conscious mind rejects all other thoughts , keeping everything at a bay..I just want to feel his  long awaited love to me .
    
  All of a sudden he pushes me away , with a thud , opening my eyes I see nothing, no one is there around me, I'm all alone, my body is sweated all over , exhausted body and my emptiness make me feel nothing but something breaks apart deep down in my heart. Oh Gosh it was nothing but just a dream I was drowned deep, as usual . How many years have been passed since Mark left his home, I'm having this dream everytime , this beautiful dream really haunts me sometimes.

  After death of his dad he sold out his house and left this place to some unknown place, without saying a word to me . Neither a goodbye nor any word of assurance that he would return one day , to me, for me . But my dumb heart doesn't want to realise that he has gone for forever, I keep on waiting for him to come back . My hope my desire becomes stronger whenever I passed by his house , stealing a glance of his terrace I feel as if he is there standing leaning on the balcony staring at me with his usual charming smile , that I wish to see forever in my lifetime.