I had with you.
When you were waiting in front of church door, tying your black shoe.
Pink cheeks, lovely black eyes, mesmerised me.
I felt the first drops of dew, the winds humming "love is blue".
Alas! A young man came from nowhere and stood beside, holding your hand.
You smiled at him and I could hear my heart bang.
What a disappointment, another loss.
I remain unmarried still, at the age of 32.
Oh, what a rendezvous.