When fire caught me...

'Nothing is going to stop me
From coming back to you...see!'
She said...sort of announced
When upon knocked opening the door
Her standing all drenched in the rain I found...
'What a surprise!'
I muttered blinking twice...
Couldn't believe my own mortal eyes...
Drops of water were on her hair
Like little diamonds they decorated her fair...
And her saree was all so wet...
Her lips also had a moist red...
I stared at her for a few minutes long...
'Manner-less host...won't you welcome me home?'
She smiled and said pressing lips...
I knew in suppression her secrets she keeps...
So ushered her in...asked what should she take...
Tea...coffee...darkest chocolate...
She smiled sitting down on the couch relaxed...
And looking through the window the afternoon outside...
Dark...cloudy...sad like a lost love affair...
Combed her fingers through her hair...
As if she had come all the way
To sit there before me wet and gay...
The smile in her lips was so double edged...
I just sat there somewhat dazed...
Then the thunder cracked...
The house went sudden all black...
I went up to light a fire...
But instead fire the doom caught me there...

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