you walked in,
on a cool summer day,
and it was then that i knew.
"love at first sight",
as romantics would say.
my butterfly awoke when it saw you.
you were a beautiful stranger
and i was a shadow,
hiding in the corner of the room,
but you saw me.
you. saw. me.
your eyes lit so bright
whenever i'd catch your attention
and i wondered how
a soul as kind as yours ever existed.
the butterfly you thought had died
was given life by mine.
and that little light that my happiness exuded
brought the world to its knees and
the stars aligned when the romantics saw
the beginning of a love that
would stand the test of time.
a love so rare,
not even poets had written it into existence.
as young dreamers
who had just met,
we were yet to know that
there has never been a love that is greater than
yours and mine.
YOU ARE READING
YOURS and MINE.
Poetrya little story of love between two people and how love is a personal thing that doesn't need anything from the outside world to flourish. it's a about something special, something beautiful, something rare. it's personal and it's about love. 💝
