Love though in the mist

It is eve and the mist is near
Like the unfelt chill is here
Standing here alone watching
My love to you feels unreal rare.

I am shaking of quivers alone
Seeing around the landscape
A love story being unfold
I am looking forward beyond the horizon

I my optic we are ideal in matching
Sweet words dripping from our lips
Love is like water, grinding slowly
Melting all in one big movement

Once I took life for granted
Not anymore now love decide the pace
To be a couple is hard work
Sometimes it is uphill

Love is a non precise story
A lot of people felt it
A few nourish and keep it alive
Like the emotions floating from you