A cold night
with the wind caressing the folds
Of the forest's mane,
that is how I came to know you
little lover,
your lips set in a frown
and tears forming on your dull eyes,
And I do agree
with all of my heart,
it was the same moment
I fell in love with thee.
A beautiful fairytale
indeed
if I were to meet you little lover
may it be so.
YOU ARE READING
To The Introverts
PoetryAt the unforgiving eyes of the world, I lay here with a pen in hand, To write about the secrets I keep, The untold stories of an introvert.
