I took her to the hills, far and wide,
Where the air was fresh, with nothing to hide.
We sat with coffee, sipping it slow,
She perched on my car bonnet, letting the moments flow.

I held her hand, so tender, so tight,
To keep her steady, through the evening light.
She smiled at me, her gaze so pure,
And in that moment, I knew we were secure.

Then, as the rain began to fall,
We both looked up, hearing nature’s call.
I asked, "Shall we dance, in the pouring delight?"
She...