'Your Mine. ≪3' Poem by Wolfie Scott

Across the silver sparkled lake, we sat in the silence.
We talked for a while, then stopped.
You asked me a question. One that put me in shock.
I looked over. Your blond hair lightly drifting in the breeze.
You eyes sparkle, and your worrisome smile. Fixed on me.
I quickly search for the answer I want.. I need.
After it's said. We laugh for a while with an awkward tone.
To sit back to the calming silence.Smiling in the comfort and joy.
Knowing your mine. <3