Platonic

Some stories are complete,
even if incomplete

While other story starts,
when two persons meet.
They play ‘I spy’ of a virgin infatuation,
Maturing into romance,
Culminating in love,
Indulging into pleasure,
The story ends on a high note
And marathon of relationship begins!

While all in all,
it is too much effort.
Pandora’s box of both
fulfilled and unfulfilled desires.
Sometimes the runners break down,
Sometimes they continue,
and finish the race
irrespective of scars and stress.

While these stories have to end,
some are complete
without reaching any milestones.
Infact there are no milestones,
no burden of expectations !
It may lack physical intimacy,
but touches emotion deeply !
They are not meant to be culminated, matured or indulged,
but experienced as goosebumps !
Pure, unblemished !
Only responsibility is
to be in each others thoughts.

Unadmitted but apparent !
Not matched but connected !
Away but telepathically proximite !
No need to express but well understood !
Non-existant in materiality !
Invisible like air but necessary !
To be heard like music and absorbed !
To be felt not consummated !
A glance is like meeting of rain and earth, petrichor !
Unaware of future or to say, unbothered !
Transcending seven births in one life !

Unreal and incomprehensible, it may seem
Idiotic and idiosyncratic, it may deem
But that’s what platonic mean…