I have often thought on how we met

LIssom, you were, so lithe as you danced

On nimble toes, with skirt swung high and revealing,

Velvet skin of thighs so warm, so smooth,

Entrapment for my eyes enraptured.

Your open smile, that sensuous twirl

Overcame all lingering doubts, I asked you

Under a limpid moon, could I walk you home.

Fearing refusal, I stepped back, trembling,

Only then, came that precious nod, swaying your raven black hair,

Rockets filled the gloomy skies, sparkled in your eyes

Even though no fireworks blazed, the fires were in my heart

Very slow, that midnight stroll, and soon our hands entwined

Entered one lampless lane, no words but two lips met, warm and tender

Relive those kisses, they really were the harbinger of all the love we’ve shared.