He knew he was in love, yet just in name,
Unsure if she would feel the same.
So he asked her to give him a chance,
One month to fall in love, a fleeting trance.
They went out for the very first time,
Alone, with no one to disturb their rhyme.
Every second slipped so fast and sway,
And silence held what words couldn't say..
Days went by; they went out once more,
This time the choice was hers to make.
They spent their moments full of grace,
Walking side by side along the crimson lake.
By now they knew each other so well,
Deep enough for trust to swell.
Strange as their feelings had been at first,
They grew more sure it wouldn't be their last.
And the day arrived—their first true date,
Restless, yet steady, though running late.
She held his hand, finally approving him,
And he leapt with joy as the lights went dim.