One mid-day in the bleak september,
A day that would be one to remember,
The world was ending in an allocation of horrid war---
The sounds were surrounding, my heart was intensly pounding
Looking around I came to a founding, founding of beauty upon the
"Such balance this man has" I muttered, "pounding at my heart in this
With this, I needed nothing more".
As he stood there infront of the blasts, emotions piled fast
The world was ending, but it seemed my mind could not remember---
His eyes held his soul, my whole body he seemed to control
Heat was all I felt, felt on that bleak day in September.
His expression drew me closer, his eyes spoke "I know her"
He was all I needed forever more.
Yet forever was ending, this moment I was apprehending
I fleetingly acted more impulsive than ever before---
Slowly heat he pelted, our lips suddenly melted
Together our love was a decoration on the battlefield of galore.
And we walked together into that blast of flame upon the shore
This love will last Forever more!