Mid-September

I met my love mid-September,
The way he approached me I still remember.
He asked for directions to a location he knew,
The more he spoke, the more his charm showed through.
Mid-September we shared our first kiss,
The warmth of his lips is what I really miss.
The rest is all history as our love grew divine,
Oh what a lovely comfort in knowing he was mine.

Three years have passed since our first meeting,
Since you left my heart has stopped beating.

Happy anniversary Dan.XX