Here she comes...

A whiff of fresh air covers all my senses, her perfume lingering in the air as she walks past, leaving me spellbound and my eyes riveted, waiting for more. The speech gets slurred and the ears tingle with her rhythmic laughter. To touch her seems but, a distant dream and one that forms the promise of what heaven could be.

Life is a dream when she is around, a dream that I never want to wake up from. The sparkle in her eyes and the mischief that spills forth has the potential to lighten up the gloomiest of corners. As she smiles, the lines around her mouth curve in a unique pattern with the slight up-tilt of the face giving the appearance of a half-smirk. She plays around with her expressions, her bright, playful eyes and her disarming but up-to-no-good smile winning my heart all over again.

A slight shake of the head causes her tresses to come up ahead, covering most of her face. When she is not doing much with her facial movements (rarely that it happens), the hair sits quietly by the side but alert and seeming to have a life of its own, waiting to be revived and ready for action. A strong nose with a chin to match up to it tell me how determined she is, determined enough to take care of everything around, including a somewhat incorrigible me.

Her voice spells magic the moment it leaves her mouth, encapsulating the most intelligent of remarks and expressing the most gold-hearted of feelings. Conversations with her actually end up in disservice to the feelings behind her words as they so often get hidden behind the sheer melody of her voice and the poetry of her sentences. The sweetness-personified-child in her comes to the fore at times and at others, it is the girls-just-wanna-have-fun persona that is dominant; while there are times when the no-nonsense-mother in her takes over.

She has the strength to not just turn her own life around but make the world a better place for all those close to her...the character to move the most stubborn of obstacles away, the almost there-by-default determination to spread happiness around her, and the sensitivity to know what is going to make people around her happy. Whether at work or at home, she is the energy that gives and nourishes life, not ever to be slighted or underestimated, but to be celebrated and conserved at all times.

As she thus makes an appearance in my dreams, strolling gently with hair cruising along and the free flowing laughter providing the momentum to the sails of her life, I want to just keep floating. The heart keeps bobbing up and down, inside and out like the oars that her voice provides. The anchor has been pulled up and her free spirit is ready to soar and take me along with her. I am excited as despite the destination being unknown, the journey promises to be more rewarding that any other could ever be.