He Knows What I Mean Poem by zarina binda

Jos z
It started with a couple of words
And a small shy-ish kiss,
We both saw each others passion,
Hidden in a poetic abyss,
Soon we started talking,
My curiosity grew,
'cause you come from the place
Where I once grew,
So now we are here,
Sticking to a site,
With our typing skills,
A couple of smilies,
And loving words,
Shining bright,
There is no need for faces,
There is no need for age,
We just write our cases,
And then happily take the stage.
So rose are red,
My love,
Violets are blue,
Sugar is sweet,
My love,
And so are you.