And she found the confidence in kindness.
Roads not crossed, journeys bordered by myriad emotions,
Responsibilities, betrayals and expectations.
Love matured to perfection, flavoured in the old oak
Soaked in tolerance and tested in commitments.
And then she met him again.
Thoughts familiar, descriptions galore,
Laughter with the same melody!
Fingers kept next to each other entwining in another space.
Time travelled to the past
Of the reticent girl melting in the raw seasons of adolescent love
The hint of fear long faded from the love that persisted…
Forgotten.
Forgotten?
His words like the jigsaw finished her thoughts still,
That she learnt not to nip anymore.
The curve of her smile reaching her eyes as she dreamt of his,
Unashamed.
A connection metamorphosed from love
Extending beyond the tremulous kisses stashed away in the stairways
Of her heart.
Forgotten. Like the smell of the first rains!
