In rain we met
On a steep hill
At once got wet
Near an old mill
I held your hand
On the rugged path
To firmly stand
In the rainy bath
We played and smiled
And ran in the shower
And wandered in the wild
And flowery bower
Then promised to be together all way
Until our last breath is taken away
🙂 an innocence about the love depicted here. Liked it.
Thankful to you dear vineetha for your lovely comment 🙂