I met a perfect stranger,
A stranger that turns to be my lover,
He is the first guy I loved,
Also the last guy until my life end.
First night I accidentally met him,
In the spot we're the Willow Tree is standing,
There the love story began,
Until now, even though he's gone.
We met in not ordinary time,
In the middle of the night,
Exactly 2:00 am is the time,
When we see each other's smile.
We love to watch the perfect sky,
Along with the moon and stars,
Walking nearby the lakes,
And laughing the corny jokes we made.
Before the sun may rise,
We say each other's goodbyes,
Taking our differents paths,
Leaving the precious memories in our spot.
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In The Middle Of The Night
PoetryA poem that tell the story of Rebbekkah as she remember her love of her life. In the spot where she met James. Where the love story began in not ordinary time under the bright moon and stars. First Release: July 29, 2021 Republished: September 21, 2...
