A poem describing the beginnings of love, slowly blossoming into something beautiful.
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Created by isabella-wos

Published on Jul 3, 2024
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It was as subtle as the day turning into dusk,

But I still saw it. 


The shy glint in your eyes,

The curve of your lips imitating a crescent moon. 


Cupid’s arrow couldn’t have been gentler,

I was completely immersed.


It’s an airy and tender type of love,

The kind you simply couldn’t be afraid of. 


The kind that makes you write silly poetry,

Or gives the urge to watch romance movies.


I will not assume I am in love just yet,

But rather in an everlasting warm daze.



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