Story of my love ♡

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It was a cold winter day as i recall
Few days after the end of fall..

She came to me, to me in gown red as rose
I looked at her; enchanting was her allure.

The grass lands werent green anymore
They were cloaked red, in colour of love.
They were in love
So was me.

She came to me; nervous i asked
"My lady want to have a dance"

Sure she said. Took i her hand in mine.

Her fingers completed the space between my fingers.
As if her hands were made to be there.

Her hands were soft and warm
It felt so;
that on this and every winter night all i have pleaded for was them.

The night took hold on us ..

The grey moon sparkled the grass 'red'
The winds chanted the tale of our love in the silence so dead

Looked she in my hazel eyes
Drowned i in her blue oceans

She looked at me, i looked at her
Felt me this was the begining of forever..♡

That night alot was left unsaid.
Alot was left unfelt
Alot of emotions hadnt been summoned by my heart.

Yet after all that didnt happened
I never can forget that day for what, that did happen

For it was the day when silence with the ink of moonlight.
Began to write the tale of my love on the pages of that cold mist. ♡♡

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