As the gush of wind blow
kissing all over my face,
Moon still kept it's charm
Shining over my skin,
Making me look so warm.

Even when everything is so cold
I would never let go your hold,
Your eyes kept dancing on the music
Music of birds chirping,

You still held me under a mistletoe
While our gaze talk,
Making me blush
You tell me,
You have a secret crush

Attaining my attention
To which you made a happy expression,
Making me curious
I ask you Who?

And the answer is
It's You.
© Komal_alfaaz