simply put. I enjoyed reading it!
I found her-
Somewhere in this world.
I only watched, silent,
and i somehow changed.
feels like a cold winter night, spent in loneliness.
But her joy, is the rising of the warm winter sun.
As my eyes slide away from her to look at the world,
I notice the air has taken her scent,
and the sight has taken her color.
You are beautiful.
And, this is my confession.
By: Khawaja Hamad