November 18

2006 November eighteen,
Day of our first meeting.
Together with the throbs of salsa music,
Our encounter was an absolute classic.
It wasn't love at first sight,
But then slowly came the tide.
The waves of red passion
That finally led to attraction.
When our eyes met on the dance floor,
I moved silently in awe.
For I couldn't hold your gaze
And it left me amazed.
What could that mean?
I wondered if you were keen.
If you only knew,
Just before I met you,
I was thinking of destiny in the noon.
And it only comes once in a blue moon.
2006 November eighteen,
Day of our first meeting.
Together with the throbs of salsa music,
Our encounter was an absolute classic.
It wasn't love at first sight,
But then slowly came the tide.
The waves of red passion
That finally led to attraction.
When our eyes met on the dance floor,
I moved silently in awe.
For I couldn't hold your gaze
And it left me amazed.
What could that mean?
I wondered if you were keen.
If you only knew,
Just before I met you,
I was thinking of destiny in the noon.
And it only comes once in a blue moon.
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