I met her at a bus station
I thought could impress her with quotations
A book of poems and that was all
A poem doesn't have to say much
I express that I was bewildered
Our love wasn't hindered
It was like summer, open and free
Like the skies right before evening
I pressed her to be my best friend
She said to friendship their is no end
She knows there is no beginning without it
What's the difference
If we are madly in love