Love Trap

1 0 0
                                    


It was destiny that had it weaved for us

Caught in a web should I say

There was love nets to begin with, silk and dewy

As we got cozy and comfortable exploring one another 


The nets began to grow with time passing by

Strung together with moments high and dry

I felt like a fly 

Trapped and flustered

Get me out of here, I yelled silently 

He said it's my way of love 

I was left comprehending. 

TO LOVE and BE LOVED POEMSWhere stories live. Discover now