I fell in love with a fragile fairy

I fell in love

With amber eyes.

I was lost

In autumn locks.

Sun streams through

Citrine leaves.

She picks winter roses

In the cold.

“He loves me,

He loves me not.”

Her insecurities lie,

Like petals on the floor.

Reviews

[jesserose99]

This is beautiful...simple...citrine leaves. lovely descriptions throughout!

[Skylah Ginette]

Thank you :)

[Alias]

Short, sweet, great imagery. Good job ;)

[Skylah Ginette]

Thank you :) !

[Coyote Poetry]

A amazing poem.
“He loves me,
He loves me not.”
Her insecurities lie,
Like petals on the floor."
The above lines were perfect. Left the reader with visions and place. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Skylah Ginette]

Thank you very much :)

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Skylah.