
On August 22nd lit by a candle that glowed,
Anita and Andrew let their first chapter unfold.
Dinner was lovely, their chemistry clear,
A warmth in the air drawing them both near.

But their truest moment bloomed outside,
Where the night wrapped gently around the countryside.
Leaning together against Anita's car,
Hearts beating as one under a single star.
In each other arms by the moonlight lit,
Softly she leaned up and whispered
"WE FIT"
Those words sank deep, sincere and right,
And Andrew was hers from that very night.