Around the places of home,
we met someday alone..
with shy eyes and simper smile,
u stood on the loam.

Ocean of thoughts revolved,
whether meeting was right or wrong.
after a while of calmness..
i drew myself strong..

Thoughts converted into questions,
you answered in confessions..
adding to my comfort..
as some were consolations.

Walking along the streets..
light breeze glittered the scene..
cup of tea , indeed a soulful treat.

You...