Scent of a Korean Tea

See this not as a flattery Thou, we both know that We met, only, yesterday But truth is I am missing You, every night and day You and only you I think of no other, as I spell out These words of mine My arts, from the heart You told me To gaze the stars Whilst I begged you To ask the birds How to fly I remember that night It’s something, I’ll not forget The scent of a Korean tea Brewed, delicately, with love To sanctify me It was already two a. m. when I Walked home, from your place Guided by the sleepy moon I found out, we passionately speak Nature’s own language