We first met at a party. <br />You first kissed me at my door. <br />The next words that you said to me: <br />I want to see you more. <br />In a moonlit lane way <br />I considered your dark hair, <br />Your dark eyes lit by the full moon, <br />The hard way you were there; <br /> <br />And then I fell in love with you, <br />Though you not yet with me. <br />You said that you would have to choose, <br />And I was one of three. <br /> <br />And when you said I was the one, <br />My heart burst into song. <br />I loved you so, I didn't care <br />If it was right or wrong. <br /> <br />And now I love you just as much; <br />In fact, I love you more: <br />The manly boy who took me home <br />And kissed me at my door.<br /><br />Roxanne Stanton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-we-first-met-love/
