Here we go again and I hope you would like the poetry (which is mine). Many dmed me in Instagram about my blog. It's loveamongotherthings and it is a wordpress blog.

Enjoy !

PC84

You heard me right. What's on your mind?

Alex paused her typing the answer and wondered. PC84 seems to like her a lot it seems and she liked that. But she did not know anything about her. Not even the fact that it's a she or a he. She loved the banter between them and decided to play cool.

A.V

Nothing much. Who are you PC84 and why do you like me?

"Colpo di fulmine. The thunderbolt, as Italians call it. When love strikes someone like lightning, so powerful and intense it can't be denied. It's beautiful and messy,

cracking a chest open and spilling their soul out for the world to see. It turns a person inside out, and there's no going back from it. Once the thunderbolt hits, your life is

irrevocably changed."

― J.M. Darhower, Sempre

Piper did not expect such a question from Alex but decided to play diplomatically. She wanted to have this aura of mystery around her till she get to know Alex. So she typed,

PC84

Well, I am a woman for starters. (lol)

Have you read this Elizabeth Barrett Browning's poem, not that it's relevant to your question.

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

I like you because of the fact you are a poet, a writer and mighty good the way you write I feel you are smart, funny and witty and you know how to express your emotions through your writing. It's intense and passionate and I see a fire burning bright inside you.

Alex was overwhelmed by the adoration this PC84 has to offer. It is just an online contact but she felt special. This person wherever she was but sharing the same earth, cared about her and let Alex know how she felt. Alex loved her choice of words and felt confident about herself. PC84 seems a well versed person and liked poetry. Something Alex loved dearly. She could not help but think that there was an invisible bond that was developing between this PC84 and herself.

A.V

I always loved the poem. One of the first poems I have read by Elizabeth Browning. Have you read this poem by me? An older one.

ALWAYS AND FOREVER…

I am not the perfect person

I express myself too often,

With sudden fits of emotional rage

And sobs which you can't fathom

I gaze your side at times with an expression you won't understand

I am not easy to handle

I am a time bomb at times

All these times, all these ups and downs

All my bad moods,

And good moods

You bore with indifference

You hate my tears

It may unsettle you

But you know why I cry too

I miss you too much

Too often at times

And me be the naïve one,

I hide in my gloomy cell

My love for you

Is the same like before

Many years ago,

You fell for me

And wanted me to be your girl

I was not prepared

You were never disheartened

And you won me over

My heart, soul and spirit became yours

I have given you heartburns

Aches and pains of all the sort

For that, please do forgive me

I am a simple girl

And I am in love with you

I may not be satisfying you at times

My ways are outdated and weird

Sometimes our bed may be colder than usual

The fire is intact

But my love is growing day by day

More than the first day

I have never waived from my original path

To make you happy, the best way possible

Is my plan

Till my last breath

I try to do so

Maybe you don't know how much you mean to me

Maybe you feel angry, when I say my days are colourless without you

I am not an extremist but a lover

A giver and I care

I express myself too often and I think it's not unfair

You are always the pillar of my strength

But I wish I could hug you more often

How much I crave for a hug

Your warmth I could die for

And I miss that

If you hold me closer to your heart

If I can hear the beat

When you stroke my hair, kissing my forehead

Am I asking too much from you?

I love you so very much

I am thankful every minute for you

You are everything I dreamt of

A little bit more and it is my bliss

My life is in your hands

My spirit is yours my babe

My soul is yours, hope it pleases you

I love you, you are my choice…

Piper was amazed by the capacity of Alex's love. Obviously it's not just words. It was how she really feels. Piper was thinking what should be the very thing that would make writers feel deeply and intensely. She should ask Alex about it someday. Well, someday, she sighed and typed,

PC84

Wow. this was awesome. You must be really in love.

A.V

It's a long story. But in a nutshell, let's say "used to be", not "anymore"

PC84

I get that. I truly get that. If you love someone, you just love someone, with your heart and soul and when you fall out you are just lost. What you said, what you wrote, those things you did, that was not an adventure or romp. That was your life. You cannot erase that part of your life but live with the memory always right?

Alex could not believe what she was reading. It's as if this person was reading her mind. No one had ever touched her mind like PC84. The fact that she care was visible in every word she wrote. Alex had a sudden urge to know her, to talk to her and to see her. Alex wondered where she must be living and smiled to herself because it seemed as if she was ready to stalk this PC84. In her mind Sylvie was a distant memory and the more she thought about Sylvie, the more she realized she was not exactly in love but was in love with the idea of being in love. Sylvie must have loved her or was infatuated with the idea of being in love with someone who's expressive and who was fierce in her own way.

Without thinking twice Alex typed,

AV

Are you on whatsapp? If it's okay, can I talk to you?

It was not what Piper expected, at least not this soon. She wondered if she called Alex, would she recognize her as the "Dragon Lady" but thought it would be highly unlikely. Alex would never even dream this would be her boss. And it would be very very interesting. She wanted to know more of Alex and this would be a great chance. She said,

PC84

Of course it's okay. Mine is +1 587 403 9991

In few seconds Piper heard her phone ringing and it was a whatsapp voice call.

"Hello" she said and she felt her whole body was trembling in excitement.

"Hi" Piper heard the sultry voice she was dreaming to hear and almost melted.