Trapped

He undressed and his scars visible,
She touched them, felt them and held the pain in her touch or tried to
He pierced his gaze into hers
His soul flew past the pretty face and her dark black eyes.

Scars, scars, deep within,
The source of her silence.
Scars and scars, deep within.

He extended his arms to touch
She closed her eyes and turned away
Her soul trapped in the shackles of her past,
Her scars guarding the castle.

But he knew.
Clouds will part and there will be stars.
He awaits for the stars,
To touch the scars, to gaze into her soul.
The moon will rise and the only darkness there will be, will be in her coiffures.

He waited and waited.
And she returned.

Bathed in silver of moon,
Naked, she stood.
Her scars and her screams exposed,
Breaking the walls of her castle.

Naked, she stood, locked in his arms,
He conquered her fears and she in turn took his pain.
 Amidst the moon and the stars,
Their souls United, danced among the stars.

He gazed into her eyes and she trapped his soul.

Saurabh.