here we are;
the wind, you and the afternoon tea.
seating side by side,
hands far yet wanting to touch.

love, have you ever thought about love?
i, i thought about love.
sometimes I don’t know if it’s true
or just another one-act play inside my mind?

your eyes bore onto mine;
with love, with adoration.
your hands onto mine;
like i was the one holding the universe.

yet, here we are;
the wind, you, and the afternoon tea.
seating side by side,
hands far yet wanting to touch.

but, our eyes have met
and i swear, yours are sparkling
sparkling, twinkling, like a star
and my eyes sparkled back

so i said,
“have you ever thought about love?”
with that sparkling eyes, you answered me,
“yes, i thought about love. many times."