maybe it was the cold wind that whooshes against my red cheeks
as the hot chocolate warmed my hands
maybe it was the sweet kisses in the hammock
underneath the fairy lights
maybe it was the smile you gave me
when i told you how beautiful you are
but i knew at that very moment
i fell in love with you
as a symphony of butterflies marched in my stomach
YOU ARE READING
01. poppyseed
Poetry🌾 about people, little moments, bumblebees, universe and made-up words
