He sat at the table with spellbinding eyes -
His laugh was a breeze through the sweet summer skies;
His voice was a sigh from the starlight above -
I knew we were perfect.
I knew it was love.
And when it was over and dinner was through,
We parted, intended forever, I knew.
His message arrived as I readied for bed.
I looked at it, breathless.
'No worries,' I said.
