Happy Valentine's Day, Ms N

The First Time

It was not the first time those souls had met
They certainly crossed paths before
But this time was different – each would bet
That things would change forever more

The crowded city seemed quiet that night
November’s chill hung in the air
She huddled in his arms beneath a light
He ran his fingers through her hair

Many conversations had come and gone
Over dinner and something to drink
The laughter lasted the evening long
Yet the night was gone in a blink

Around them the buildings stretched to the sky
Arm in arm they walked down the street
A blanket of stars, a gleam in her eye
And their lips, finally, did meet

It was not the first time those souls had met
They certainly crossed paths before
But this time was different – each would bet
That things would change forever more