The Game Of Love
I wrote to you a poem,
But did not put my name.
You searched everywhere for the author,
But gave up, out of shame.
You thought that our love,
Had become some sort of game.
I knew that both our lives,
Would never be the same.
YOU ARE READING
Love is Blindness
PoetryThis is just a collection of poems that I think are very cohesive together. I hope you enjoy :)
