The Place

To say good morning
to a perfect sunny day.
To put on my travelling shoes
and walk in the mystic alleyway.
To shop at little antique corners
and look at merry men.
To drink rich flavoured margaritas
at a quaint little inn.
To discover hidden pathways
flanked by delightful orange trees.
To sit under a cloudless sky
with the chilly breeze.
To meet an old wrinkled lady
who flattered the place’s history.
For her to disclose to me
the cause for its rusticity.
Who lived ,loved and died
who kept his word, who lied.
Reasons behind contentment
causes for resentments
Most of all, to take in
the rich folklore within
this mystic place i came to see
that has carved a niche in my memory.

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