Catch me
As I tease the snow-covered ground
With shoeprints
From the leather khussa you bought me yesterday
As I whirl and swirl and twirl
Around the pine trees
Whose majesty holds the falling snow
From befalling me.
Find me there
Behind the docile rocks on the hills
That meekly sits, giggling at me
At my merriment
At my anticipation
Awaiting you to defeat me.
But if you won't, then
Will you just hold me tight under the blue winter sky
Before the hopeful snow melt away?
dedicated to Mr Khan who's allergic to PDA haha
