Tea Was Just An Excuse

come over!

from the other end of the call

were golden words.

they spun the magic, 

let thoughts go wild, as if you said

why didn't you make it earlier?

tea was just an excuse,

to slip out,
and be with you!

the wait seemed forever, and tense,

as you spent the extra time
in the kitchen,

to make the brew better,

a thousand thoughts crisscrossed my mind.

didn't you realize

tea was just an excuse,

to spend that extra moment,
just with you!

as we sipped the warmth,

your eyes crossed mine over a side glance,

as if to ask how it felt,

and mine returned a nod with a wink,

i wondered if you heard the unsaid words,
as our eyes took over,

tea was just an excuse,

to slip out to the balcony,
and, be with you!

as the thunder roared,

and a chill wind brewed up a storm,

a gentle tap on my shoulder,

hinted how about we stay out there, longer,

feel the dust, and the smell of moist air,

it was hard to figure out

if the heavens craved for these feelings

or, the storm had a message for us,

tea was just an excuse,

to get soaked in the feelings,
with you!

© sashikant mohanty