Ancient Relics

Ancient relics of the past shouldnt matter in this modern day of age... but it still does,so I must..something of such sort and caliber should be spoken with caution, but i cant..my blood rushes...uneasy abdomen.. a burst of wind swirls in me...this feeling..again.....im alive... The dust is blown of that book once owned my an angel,left on my shelf but never forgoten,I hold it again..it resurfaces as so do I. my dead body hints some signs of life and releases a power that layed dormant inside,I break out of my grave and into the light,now i see her even though not in sight,I feel my search is finally over....Ive found her- Dare to ask as in why i fell in love with ur beautifull indian eyes....?